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So she secretly decided, okay, I have to wait a thousand days later, just after the university starts, and the countdown counts down to that time, so I decided to end myself and satisfy his lifelong wish before then, thinking about it now It was a very naive thing, Xu Chenmu had laughed at her before, saying that her decision was too hasty.

It's just that Xu Chenmu said this: "Oh, you're so naive. If you don't survive the thousand days, death is very sudden. Then when you go to the bottom of the yellow spring, you will remember that your oath has not been fulfilled." , this is very aggrieved, isn't it?"

She has depression, and it has been rumored. She seems to think that she really has it, and then falls into insomnia every day, crying inexplicably, unable to restrain her desire to bear fruit.

Sealed by the tattoo on his shoulder.

That's what Xu Chenmu said, but it was after the thousand-day countdown.

"Your narration is a bit messy now, I don't quite understand it, that is to say, you used to suffer from depression because others said you had depression, and then decided to die, like in the movie?" Xu Chen Mu looked at her seriously, pointing his fingers, and thought hard for a few seconds, "But, who said in the first place that you have depression?"

"I do not know."

"I feel like I know, but I can't remember." The sentence came out like a stunned head, and suddenly felt abrupt, Lu Qiong didn't remember the details of the memory, so he made a judgment without authorization, and the words sounded like saying Just like the facts, it was clear that the memory was still a vague illusion, but he pretended to know everything, in case it made her sad, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head, "I didn't say anything."

"What if you really knew?"

In short, you used to hide many things from me.

She seemed to be angry, but she didn't seem to be angry. She got up and closed the window and drew the curtains. The sky outside was dark and foggy, with no rain or wind, no starlight or moonlight.

"I'll tell you when I remember it." Xu Chenmu rubbed his eyebrows, as if he was quite sure that he must have remembered, "You haven't finished yet!"

The author has something to say: The potatoes in Inner Mongolia are the most delicious in the world.

When I was in Shanxi, I brought a truckload of potatoes from Inner Mongolia. The neighbors rushed to order and buy them. At home, I put a few bags in the cellar, which is dedicated to storing potatoes.

In general, it is customary to call yam eggs.

Purple-skinned potatoes and red-skinned potatoes are the best. After stewing potatoes in a pot, they are sandy and fragrant when peeled, like peeling ripe chestnuts.

This is the best way to eat it with salt, and it was my favorite when I was a child.

Put it on the cage to dry, and when it was completely cool, I took a rolling pin [thick] to mash it, and twisted all the pieces hard, with strong and continuous force, and then it became mashed potatoes with chewiness and toughness. , the only difference is that it is tough and can be stretched very long, and the bite taste is like biting off rice noodles.Dip in vinegar and salt, drizzle with sesame oil, accompanied by chives and mashed garlic, (it’s just that when you eat it, you need to use your teeth to bite off the bite, and the rest is orthodox to eat whole.) Mashed When mixed with oat flour, it becomes a yam fish. Steamed, the eating method is the same as oat noodles, and can be dipped in cold soup.However, most of them are simmering soup on the stove, cut mushrooms picked from the wild (I don’t know what species they are, they are so dark that they can’t be seen, they are very fresh), mixed with fat and thin diced meat, and stewed for a long time, the best mushrooms coming out of the stove It has a taste, assisted by garlic slices, onions, and occasionally onions, but not much, topped with a little light soy sauce, and simmered for more than an hour.Occasionally, I don’t like to eat meat, so I beat chicken eggs. It takes longer than steamed egg custard, and it’s also a good dipping soup.

栲栳栳, rubbed out on a smooth black stone board, using oat noodles, that is, oat noodles, steamed on the cage in a circle, pay attention to row by row, hollow, and the skin is very thin to allow light to pass through. Each one should be about the same height, and it must stand up, and it cannot be piled down. The thin and uniform ones are good. The older generation's rubbing out is the best. My grandma's rubbing out is very good. My mother's is a bit thick, but still Even, I tried to rub it, and it was crooked and ugly.The taste is very good, orthodox or steamed out and eaten with dipping, leftovers from the first meal can be served cold or fried, if the noodles used are very good, the taste of the second meal will not be inferior to the first meal.

Shanxi is not limited to sliced ​​noodles.

Suddenly said so much, just very homesick.

Chapter 60 Wednesday: Both Ends of the Scale

I can’t tell you before I finish, it’s too chaotic and complicated to make me feel chaotic, and I’m completely confused.

"sleep."

After speaking, she stood firmly in front of her, stretched out her fingers, and slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her chest one by one.

"...?" Xu Chenmu patted his face hard, what was he going to do.

"Here," Lu Qiong showed her her shoulders, as if she had glimpsed them during the day, the tattoo there was a small circle, turned her face, perhaps because of the light, half of her face was hidden in the chaos with only dots She tugged at her own clothes, trying to let Xu Chenmu see clearly, lowering her eyebrows, "It's my second semester of freshman year of high school. It's very childish."

"That's why Xiaobinggan is Xiaobinggan." Xu Chenmu panicked, she seemed to recall some unknown outlines, when Lu Qiong opened her shoulders to her, her heart seemed to be filled with bitterness, inexplicable Sour up.

elder sister……

Another person called out like this, brewing emotions little by little by the Breeze River, and then filled with tears. I don’t know whose, it was completely full of sorrow, but after such a long time, it turned into a slightly sour, with a little sweet taste, her own She pursed her lips and pressed the tip of her tongue against her chest, as if there was such a taste in her mouth. She could hear Lu Qiong's narration clearly, but she felt abstract and couldn't understand. There was a huge monster hidden behind her, and strange eyes were watching in the dark.

Hastily pulled up her clothes, "Small biscuits, it's all right, I'm still very naive after I met you, every age has one idea..." She hurriedly arranged Lu Qiong's clothes, and she let herself be at the mercy of her body. Pulled over softly.

She felt that everything would change after she knew about those past events.

If you can't maintain the current state, ignorant, paradoxical, recalling the indifferent scene, you have to face the sharp thorn in your body in the past, and when it moves in the skin, it will affect the pain in the whole body to the limbs.

It's just that the turning wheel has started to work, and many things have begun to change, going back to the past, or leading to the future, she sighed: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Deliberately avoiding today's topic, she saw that Lu Qiong seemed reluctant, but she had to make a gesture. Now, since she opened her mouth, she felt that most of the fog between herself and Lu Qiong had dissipated. She is on both sides of the river. The river has no bridges, no plank roads, no wooden piles, and no boats.

The river is the rift in the earth, created from nothing, and the water is the gathering of tears, formed over the years.

But she remembered that nothing happened, and it naturally became like this, no one knew what each other or she did wrong, her head suddenly burst into pain, many pictures, those she filtered out in the past, no memory Things that hadn't been recalled flooded in again, and she straightened Lu Qiong's collar dryly, wiping it over and over again, her fingers trembling violently.

"I'm done, okay?" Lu Qiong lowered her eyebrows gently, "Even if you forget it tomorrow, let me say it again today, and you may remember it tomorrow. I rely on Tang Yi. I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry." Something has to be said."

"It's just because he was your psychiatrist. Is that the case?" Xu Chen said with a pale face, "But I think it's a normal thing. The relationship is more important than us, so let you I chose him instead of me, is that so? So I was worried about gain and loss, afraid that you would not want me, but I still remember."