The production speed of the third-level fashion is very slow. Each piece takes at least four or five minutes. By the time I finished 32 pieces, it was already bright. I had to let Zi Qidong come and go to sleep several times during the process, but I was always disturbed by this.
The guy refused, saying, "Good gay friends should share blessings and stay up all night together."
At 6:30 in the morning, after handing over all the made fashions to him, we two hard-working people activated the offline process with blood-red eyes.
I haven't been offline since 8 o'clock last night, and my bladder was almost full from working for ten consecutive hours. After taking off the gaming helmet from my head, I rushed to the bathroom as soon as possible.
After a hearty meal, I went back to the room and opened the window, and a moist breath hit my face. On the first day of the National Day holiday, it actually rained in Fuzhou.
I stupidly stood on the balcony and watched the rain for a long time. At about seven o'clock, I guessed that my mother had already gotten up, so I called my father to ask about his situation.
What makes me quite gratified is that after four days of training, my father has completely regained consciousness. According to the doctor's answer, he can basically be discharged from the hospital to recuperate after another week of observation.
I wanted to chat more, but my mother was afraid of "delaying my work", so she hung up immediately after explaining my father's situation.
When I learned that my father's condition had improved, my mood immediately improved. I left a note on the door for Mu Yao, telling her not to ask me to eat, and then climbed into my soft big bed.
Maybe it was because I felt weak after staying up all night, or maybe it was because the quilt was a little damp because of the rain. No matter what the reason was, when I was lying in bed, I felt very cold and empty, and an indescribable emotion came over me.
It spread deep in my heart, and it didn't take long for it to permeate my heart.
I still remember that a long time ago, I had a hot body in my arms, that perfect figure, and plump legs, which had accompanied me through thousands of sleepless nights.
It takes ten years to cross the same boat, and a hundred years to sleep together. How much entanglement did Mu Yan and I have in the previous life, in exchange for seven years of inseparable companionship in this life?
When I closed my eyes and my consciousness completely dissipated, I asked myself in my heart, Mu Yan, are we destined to meet again in this life? If we do, who are you, and who am I...?
In the confusion, I seemed to have returned to the illusory realm of Taixu. There was a vast expanse of white in front of my eyes. I tried hard to refresh my ghost eyes, but I still couldn't see anything clearly.
"Husband...cluck..."
"My king..."
"Smelly calf..."
"My little man..."
"Senior...wuwu..."
"You all get out of the way, this man is mine now!"
Various voices and names swirled around in my mind. Although I knew who these people were, I couldn't see them!
"Honey...have you missed me?" A cloud of white mist slowly approached me. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could clearly see her slender legs and perfect body!
"Mu, Mu Yan..." I wanted to scream loudly, but for some reason, I was shocked to find that no sound could come out of my throat.
"Husband, husband..." I couldn't move my body, and I could only watch helplessly as the body flew into my chest like a swallow in the forest.
A choked voice whispered in my ear: "Husband... wuwu... I was wrong, I was wrong... I am so cold, hug me, hug me, okay..."
I had mixed feelings in my heart, and subconsciously stretched out my arms to hold her in my arms. However, as soon as I stretched out my arms, I only felt a cold on my stomach, and then the delicate body in my arms quickly retreated, cold and cold.
looked at me.
"This..." I lowered my head, and there was a short knife with only the handle exposed in my abdomen. What flowed out along the sides of the blood tank was not bright red blood, but streams of liquid that was so viscous that it stunk.
"You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others. Didn't I tell you before?" The originally choked voice became full of sympathy and disdain: "I also told you that one day when interests are involved,
When the time comes, I will personally send you to hell! Haha..."
The figure in front of me slowly disappeared, and I knelt on the ground helplessly, painfully feeling the passing of my life.
"Bastard, what's wrong with you?" Another white figure slowly approached. I couldn't see her face clearly. I could only see the two huge lumps on her chest that were shaking violently as she moved.
"Help me, help me..." I couldn't shout, I could only look at her pleadingly.
"It's not that I won't save you, it's just that others can only save you for a while, but they can't save you forever." The white figure gradually disappeared: "Stand up from where you fell. You are the man I value!"
"Plop!" My head sank heavily and fell directly to the ground. I clearly felt that my face, my hands, and my body had begun to melt.
"Senior, woo hoo, senior!!" In my daze, it seemed that there were screams of blood sobbing coming from around me, and I felt a pair of small hands gently caressing my face: "You gave birth to me before you gave birth to me, and I gave birth to you before I gave birth to you.
You are dead. Senior... Wuwu... If I cannot be favored by you in my life, I am willing to die with you. When we go to the ghost realm, we will make a promise in the next life by the Sansheng Stone not to drink Meng Po soup, okay..."
"puff!"
The short knife stuck in my stomach was pulled out, and then the remaining consciousness made me feel a stream of blood splashing on my body, and a petite body held me in his arms: "We can't live together, but we can live together."
die……"
Her small cherry lips lightly touched my face, and the woman closed her eyes peacefully.
…
"Xinxin!" I sat up from the bed all of a sudden, breathing heavily!
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The violent heartbeat was clearly transmitted from the chest to my eardrums. I was shivering all over and dripping with cold sweat. I sat in silence for a long time before I finally understood.
It turns out... it was a dream.
"call--"
I let out a long breath, took out two tissues from the bedside, wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, and recalled everything that happened in the dream.
It was a very messy dream and a very complicated emotion, which I couldn’t explain clearly. I felt like there was a net wrapping my heart from all sides.
"Wangzi, are you up?" There was a gentle knock on the door, accompanied by Mandala's greeting.
I got off the bed, opened the door and saw Mandala wearing a long white dress, standing at the door pretty. This girl is usually relatively conservative, the whole dress is quite decent, and there is no trace of fat on her flat belly, she is slender
Her waist is less than a handful of flesh, soft and delicate.
"You've slept for almost ten hours, haven't you rested yet?" Mandala reached out to help me remove the dirt from the corners of my eyes, and frowned: "Why are you crying? Are you still worried about Uncle Yu?"
Mandala's movements were so gentle, like the most caring wife, that a warm current surged in my heart.
Subconsciously grabbing her little hand, I shook my head and said, "No, I had a nightmare."
Rou Di was held by me, and Mandala's face changed first. He looked back at Mu Yao and Su Qin's room, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "Look at how old you are, and you can still be scared to tears by dreams.
?”
A stream of warmth came from the warm little hand, and Mandala changed from passive to active, crossing her fingers with mine: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will be with you."
"Sister, I..."
"Don't make trouble." I leaned forward slightly, and Mandala pushed my chest: "This is Mr. Mu's territory. We have gone too far holding hands. What else do you want to do? Besides, you don't have teeth yet.
Brush, I’m a mysophobic sister.”
A stream of blood rushed to my face. I lowered my head and said, "No, I didn't want to do anything..."
"Are you still aggrieved?" Mandala stroked my cheek: "Don't be aggrieved. When my sister gets a house, you can come and accompany me, and we won't have so many worries."
"By the way, I forgot about it if you didn't mention it." I let go of Mandala's hand and ran to the room to take out my China Merchants Bank card: "Sister Man, yesterday Ziqi gave me this card to transfer fifty yuan.
Ten thousand, plus the income from my restaurant and previous deposits, there should be one million. Here, you can use it to buy an apartment first."
"Then what do you mean?" Mandala didn't pick up the card, looked up at me and smiled: "Give my sister a house, and then keep me in captivity?"
"Sister, I don't mean anything else." I scratched my head and said with a smile: "Anyway, the money is all for Ziqi, so I don't feel bad if I spend it all. Besides, I promised that guy that I will take good care of you in the future.
"
"You also promised Auntie that I would try my best to 'help' when I need help." Mandala hesitated for a moment, then took the bank card in his hand: "I can buy a house, but I need to use your ID card."
"Why?"
"Because you are not a wealthy person yet. If you were as wealthy as Zi Qi, I would be able to accept it with peace of mind if you gave me a house or two, but I can't do that now." Mandala smiled and said, "Use your money."
Buy it in your name, and then I will live in it. When you can buy a second house, you can transfer it to me. When you plan to get married, I will move out, do you understand?"
"Sister Man, why are you..."
"This is what I can accept. If you don't want to, then I will return this card to you, and I will go back to Chayi to live in the evening." Mandala handed the card to me and said firmly.
"Okay, that's up to you. Anyway, Tea Art House is determined not to come back." I shook my head with a wry smile and asked, "By the way, Sister Man, it's five o'clock now, why aren't you online?"
"I was working on dungeons with Ziqi and the others. Let me tell you, I'm level 80 now." Mandala smiled softly: "I calculated the time and thought you should wake up. I'm afraid you're hungry, so I
Let’s get off first.”
"Sister Man, you are so kind." My heart swayed and I said subconsciously.
"It will make sister happy." A gleam of happiness appeared on Mandala's little face, and he said softly: "In this way, you go take a hot bath first, and I will cook, and then at five-thirty or six o'clock
Ask Mr. Mu and Su Qin to log off together. After dinner, the friendship competition will begin."
"Dine with Sister Su?" I was shocked, remembering that Su Qin had clearly said that it would be best not to see her in real life.
"Are you scared?" Mandala looked at me dumbfounded and said, "Su Qin is just a smart person. If you really let her hurt you, she will be the first to die of heartache."
"That girl is so impulsive, it's terrible..." I shook my head dejectedly.
"No, she has forgiven you." Mandala said casually.
"Forgive me?" I was stunned.
"Okay, don't ask anymore." Mandala pushed me to the bathroom: "Go and wash yourself off. I like men who smell good."
