After wearing it, the female supporting role will be lost

Chapter 478 I'm at a loss? ! 7
Song Shanjun moved his butt back, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked far away, "Actually, it's not just one woman chasing me, but a group of women."

Long Guang had already started the car while Song Shanjun was speaking.

"They are just before crossing this road, a place called Yiren Town." Song Shanjun suddenly grabbed the back of the chair, and said mysteriously in Longguang's ear, "Let me tell you, in that town called Yiren Town All the people who live there are women, big and small, old and young."

"Big and small? What kind of strange metaphor is this? Could it be that some of those people's body types are particularly tall and some are particularly short?"

"That's right, that's what it means. Some of them are two meters high, and some are even eight meters high."

"Isn't that the height of the little giant?"

"Well, almost! An adult giant is about 18 meters. Oh, by the way, the smallest person there can be as small as a thumb."

"That's Thumbelina."

Long Guang suddenly remembered the textbook she had read before. She remembered that there was a story in it about what a girl the size of a thumb did. Just remember clearly.

"It seems that this world is indeed a world made up of various fairy tale characters."

Just like Song Shanjun who called himself Song Shanjun, his original words were that a little boy ran out of the house in winter because of loneliness to befriend the snowman.

The little boy learned from his parents that hugging is an expression of love, so the little boy would give the snowman a big hug after every play with the snowman.

The snowman knew that the body temperature of the little boy would melt his body, but he chose not to tell the little boy.

The days passed gradually, and spring was coming, and the snowman's body was getting thinner and weaker day by day. Finally, the little boy hugged the snowman who was only the size of a popsicle.

The snowman disappeared.

One day, the little boy met a witch in the place where he had played with the snowman. The little boy told the witch his story with the snowman. The witch listened and cast a spell on the little boy, telling him that he could be resurrected now. Snowman and told him how to revive.

For example, the method of resurrection is to use cloth and cotton to sew a doll that looks like a snowman. Then he only needs to gently breathe on the doll, and the doll will move like a human, and the snowman will be resurrected. up.

The little boy was very happy. When he got home, he immediately sewed a doll that looked like a snowman all night. The little boy blew on the doll that looked like a snowman, giving it life.

The doll really moved as the witch said, but not like its snowman friend.

So the little boy spent another day sewing a new doll that looked like a snowman, but it still didn't look like it.

So the little boy spent another day and night sewing a doll that looked like a snowman, but it still didn't look like it was his snowman friend.

Two days, three days, four days... Gradually, the little boy became obsessed with making snowman-like rag dolls, and the time spent making them became longer and longer, and more and more rag dolls piled up in his room.

They all move, they fight, they get jealous, they get angry, they get angry. Why does the little boy ignore them after giving them sickness?Jealous that he only has snowman as a friend in his heart.

Finally one day, those rag dolls broke out, they gathered together, pushed the little boy out of the door, and closed the door.

It was the season of heavy snowfall at this time, and it was icy and snowy outside. The little boy turned into an ice sculpture after a short time outside, and now he could no longer give him a warm hug.

"What kind of broken story is this? I'm the little boy in it?"

Song Shanjun's face was full of disdain, and he didn't know what was going on in his brain circuit. He suddenly shouted: "I want to change my name, I've decided, I'm not Song Shanjun now, I'm Ta De De De, just like that guy's The name is one letter away."

"Whatever you want." As Song Shanjun said before, a name is just a title. It doesn't matter what you call it. What's important is that when you hear this title, you know that the person being called is you.

"But then again, how did the story you just told end like this? Shouldn't it be a happy and happy ending.

For example, the rag dolls finally forgave the little boy, carried him into the house when he was frozen, and hugged him to keep him warm.

I think this ending is quite happy, at least those dolls did what the snowman couldn't do, and don't you think this is a kind of comfort? "

"Comfort..." Long Guang looked at the sign on the roadside, "If you want comfort, I can let you get out of the car now and accept the comfort from those beauties. After all, you haven't seen each other for a long time."

Tadide was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to look out the window. Seeing the familiar scenes that made him want to forget, Tadide felt his scalp go numb for a while, and shook his head hastily.

"Don't be consoling, I think that ending is pretty good, you hurry up and drive away, no matter who you meet on the road, don't get out of the car, absolutely don't get out, remember?"

"Oh, it turns out that you learned from here when you stopped me on the side of the road before, no wonder I always feel so strange." Long Guang glanced at the mirror, only to see that Tad was hiding behind him as if he was afraid of being seen. Get under the chair, cowardly like a turtle.

Long Guang chuckled, and Ta Deduo, who was sitting next to her, also made fun of him. Now Ta Deduo, who is tenth level, knows that Ta Deduo is making fun of him, but now he I am going through the third critical juncture of my life, and of course some things can be tolerated as much as I can.

Amid Long Guang's chuckle and Ta Deduo's teasing, a white sports car drove into Yiren Town.

This place is also full of fairy tale colors. The houses on both sides of the road are colorful, and there are all kinds of colors, except for the lack of white.

Longguang opened the car window curiously, and a scent like roasted nuts wafted over, followed by the sweetness of candy, and the bitterness of chocolate in the back note, it smelled like a cup of nutty chocolate drink.

The car moved forward for about 200 meters, and Long Guang smelled a strong milk fragrance, as if someone's biscuits had just been baked.

"Sweet, I finally know why you stopped here before, and I seem to stop here, do you think those girls will invite me to their house as a guest? Enjoy afternoon tea, even if I am a woman, no man?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let me tell you, don't look at the smell here, the women here are ruthless, don't stop."

(End of this chapter)