Ordinary Xinxian years

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, midnight comes, dawn goes.

Come like a spring dream for a short time, go like a morning cloud with nowhere to look.

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight came in through the cracks in the curtains, making Xin Xian'er dizzy. The bright sun woke her up quickly. She struggled to get up, and suddenly realized that she was not even naked. A mess of memories instantly filled her head. She hugged her head and moaned in a low voice. She was in so much pain that she curled up and kept screaming. I don't know how long it had passed until There was a flood all over the body, and it was considered alive again.She got up and was about to get out of bed, but when she saw the ordinary person on the other side sleeping very sweetly, a sense of guilt suddenly rose in her heart, so that she didn't dare to look at her again, and fled into the bathroom in a hurry.

She splashed water on her face one by one, and after a long time, she raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. She has always been a person who likes to be delicate, and has always been a person who likes to be carefree. She loves herself the most in her life. No matter what others say or do, as long as she looks at herself in the mirror, she can no longer get angry.She is such a narcissistic person!But, but now, at this very moment, she hated this face extremely.

She knew she was scum a long time ago, and at the same time, she also knew that she really liked being ordinary.But she really didn't know how long this love could last, one month, two months, or three months?she does not know.She also doesn't want to be harmed by ordinary people, especially from her.Therefore, she has been careful to maintain a relationship with Pingfan. She has always been serious/desireous, and she only cares about Pingfang with her lips and teeth, not daring to overdo it.But last night...

She looked up at herself in the mirror, and slapped her twice hard. The left side of her face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. She knelt down, covered her face, her shoulders trembled, and cried softly.

"Dong dong dong." The bathroom door rang. "Xian'er, are you inside?" There was an ordinary voice outside.

Xin Xian'er stabilized her mind and said, "I'm inside." Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Your voice is wrong, what's wrong?" Pingfan asked anxiously.

"It's nothing."

"Open the door, I want to see." Pingfan knocked on the door like a storm, no, it's more like smashing than knocking on the door.

"Xiao Fan, I'm sorry." Xin Xian'er's voice was soft, but it was miraculously quiet outside the door.

It was too quiet and too long, Xin Xian'er almost thought that Pingfan had left.

But Pingfan didn't, she was still outside the door, her blood seemed to be coagulated, her limbs were extremely stiff, she had too many things to say in her heart, but she couldn't utter a single word when she reached her mouth.She could only stand there, looking at the door.

After an unknown amount of time, Pingfan opened his mouth, as if sighing, "Let's eat first."

Xin Xian'er heard it, she stood up, and looked at herself in the mirror again, the red marks on her face were still there, she picked up the BB, barely covered it up, tidied up, and went out the door.

It was still smoky and smoky in the kitchen, and Pingfan was still busy there, but Xin Xian'er's heart seemed to be exiled from an oasis, and she was still trudging through mountains and rivers alone.

After a while, Pingfan said: "You put the bowls and chopsticks, I'll clean them up first."

Xin Xian'er was obedient, she served the porridge clumsily, and carefully took out the bowls and chopsticks, once and for all, like a slow motion of decomposition.

Soon, Ping Ping came out, quickly bringing the custard buns and smoked bacon simmering in the pot to the table.

This is considered a meal.

Eat without talking, sleep without talking, both of them want to.

A meal, not a word.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry little angels, woo woo woo

But I'm so sad, eh

I originally wanted to change the beauty method, but after I cut my hair, I realized that there are so many angles of ugliness (╥╯^╰╥)(╥╯^╰╥)

The stupid author has already fainted from crying in the toilet

This article should be over