When she woke up, it was already dark. Xueer came into the inner room and called her up.
Now, apart from seeing a few patients every day, she basically doesn't have to do anything.
Xue'er cooks the meals for him, and Xue'er also cooks the rice bowl. After eating, he invites Xue'er and Liefeng to go for a walk and chat together. The days go by like this day by day, very dull, but also very comfortable.
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The night before the baby was born, there was a storm, lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain washed the small town clean.
The next day, when I woke up in the morning, the air was particularly fresh, and the leaves and petals outside the window were flying all over the ground.
There are sparkling patches of raindrops everywhere, and the raindrops that have not yet dried are hidden everywhere, and when the sun shines down, they emit a dazzling light like diamonds.
After eating breakfast and seeing a few patients, as usual, she felt a little sleepy again, so Xiaoxiao went into the inner room to rest.
When she slept until the afternoon, Xiaoxiao was suddenly woken up by a burst of noise.
"Sister, sister..."
Xue'er ran in with excitement on her face, her eyes were big and bright. Seeing that Xiaoxiao had woken up, Xue'er took her hand and said excitedly, "Sister, hurry up, come out quickly.
have a look."
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoxiao frowned, why is Xueer so excited?
Also, why is it so noisy outside? It has been almost a month since I came to this town, and the town has always been quiet and quiet. It is not too noisy whether it is day or night.
However, today, there is already a commotion outside, which seems to be a little unusual.
"Sister, you will know when you come out and see."
Xiaoxiao was caught by Yun Xi and ran out of the house. The moment she walked out of the house, she was stunned.
Look, what did she see?
On weekdays, the sky is always cloudless, but at this time, there are actually colorful clouds floating in seven colors?
Wait, isn't she dreaming?
Aren't the clouds all white? Even when the sun sets, they are only dyed red. How could a colorful cloud with seven colors appear like now?
Red, green, blue, purple, my God, what she saw was really a cloud with seven colors. This cloud was so big, it felt like it was about to cover the entire town.
--I would like to say that if a story is always plain and has no twists and turns, then wouldn't it be like keeping a diary? Every day is the same day. What is the value of such a story?
If there were no bad people, no misunderstandings, and no separation of them, and they could live happily ever after, such a story would be impossible to write.
Of course, I understand everyone's mood, because not only are you chasing articles, but I also chase articles. I know how I feel when I see this kind of plot. However, no matter what the story is, these plots are indispensable.
, I feel that I can’t stand it, that I can’t stand it, and that I want to give up. I apologize. After all, everyone has been chasing the article for so long, but I have to give up. I am still very apologetic.
However, I still stick to my own ideas. The plot has been set long ago and will not change.