My daily life with neuropathy

The time was the evening when I first came to the old house, and the place was in front of a screen wall somewhere.

The patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish painted on the screen wall slowly changed, and then, a head appeared, and after staring at me for a long time, that head rolled its eyes: "Who are you?"

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ I want to ask this question too! I told you not to steal my lines!!

"Who are you?" I asked back.

"Oh boy, I have a bit of an appetite. Grandpa is in a good mood today. Come in with Grandpa~" That head chuckled, and reached out to grab me in. "Oh, yes, you have very good bones, even if it's not too late to practice now!" . " As he spoke, he grabbed me, who couldn't resist, into the screen wall.

Once in the old house, I either encountered a ghost or a mental illness. I could meet a monster just by looking at a screen wall. I think I worked really hard to make the old house crazy. At least my current three views have been washed away. Once again, the scientific values ​​of British capitalism have disappeared under the baptism of various supernatural phenomena.

For example, when I was studying in London, I never imagined that I would actually get into a wall.

This feeling of crossing is very wonderful. I thought I would be bumped into a bruised nose and my face was swollen. I have already closed my eyes, but I feel that what my forehead touches is not a hard and cold stone wall, but a very wonderful medium, which feels like melting into A layer of membrane, or being wrapped in a bubble, all the five senses are closed, invisible and inaudible, as if diving, but then the membrane disappeared miraculously, and my five senses recovered instantly I didn't know when my feet left the ground and returned to the ground. I took a quick breath, staggered a few steps, and finally stood firm.

"Tsk tsk, the bones are okay, but the body is too weak." The head, oh no, it was that person who commented on me in a very leisurely manner.

"Ahem," I coughed a few times, finally recovering from the feeling of drowning. Although the description is so long, the real time it happened was only a blink of an eye.However, I have not eaten for nearly three meals. People are like iron and rice are steel. At this time, I feel dizzy and my eyes are black. I think it is normal, so I fainted for a while on the spot.

"Hey, isn't it, it's so weak." The man poked my chest, and touched it like an appraisal, "I still have some muscles, not bad."

==What kind of trouble is this person going to do?I slapped his hand away expressionlessly, "Who are you?" After the dizzy feeling completely faded, I finally saw this person clearly. The clothes he was wearing were very similar to those of the boy before, He was dressed in blue, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a plate of roast chicken was placed on the stone table next to him. He looked at me with a smile, and didn't care about the behavior I just slapped him away.

Theoretically speaking, he is also quite good looking, but, for some reason, the mustache he wears is particularly obtrusive to the eyes. It makes people...can't help but want to shave him. net.

"Oh, young man," he said, shaking his fan and shaking his head, "Meeting is fate. Since you and I met here, why bother to be so clear about the details? How about drinking a pot of wine if you don't know anything? Not very good?"

As soon as I finished speaking, my stomach started growling unceremoniously.

".....Hmm~" He probably didn't expect my Wu Zang Temple to be so cooperative, so he was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded even more embarrassingly.Cooperating with a bunch of dull hair blowing in the wind on the top of his head.

--I really want to stew him.I don't know why he always reminds me of silky chickens, but I'm also drunk when I think of these.In order to try to forget the feeling of hunger, I turned my head and tried to divert my attention by looking at the scenery, but when I turned my head, I was really stunned.

Before crossing the stone wall, I clearly remembered that the season I was in was midsummer, but right now, four seasons appeared in front of me.The maple forest is like fire, the winter plums are fragrant, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the lotus flowers are blooming. He is sitting beside the lotus pond, but I am standing on a piece of white snow.

It's super cold ahhhhhhhhh...

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Why do I always get frozen no matter where I go!!! Is this scene normal!! It is against common sense!!

#Give my world view a wax#

"Where...is it here?" I couldn't help asking.

"Did you just think of asking this question now?" The man was more shocked than I was.Then he smiled, "Let's play a game." After that, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and the roast chicken on the stone table suddenly turned into a table of gourmet food. He sat by the side and looked at me leisurely, "I'm sitting Here, the jade plate is precious, if you can get there, it will be yours, how about it?"

"Okay." I looked at the distance of one step or two in front of me, and nodded without hesitation.

Then I stepped out—

Still in place.

Eh?

Then I went on to take another step.

Not moving at all.

"Young man." The man said with a leisurely smile, "If everything is too simple, wouldn't it lose interest?" Seeing that I was confused, he gave me a reminder, "Heaven reincarnates, four seasons reincarnate."

I froze for a moment, then understood.

According to the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, I am in winter, but he is in summer. If you want to walk in front of him, you can only go from winter to spring according to the common sense of the cycle of heaven, and then you can reach where he is.

After I figured out my thoughts, I first walked to the place where the peach blossoms were blooming, and then I took another step and really came in front of him.

"It's quite savvy~" He glanced at me lazily, raised his chin and gestured for the table full of food.

"Where's the roast chicken from before?" I asked without even looking at it.

"Oh?" He narrowed his eyes and actually smiled. "Where does this come from?"

It's really too simple, okay?I couldn't help but twitched the corner of my mouth, "Because I'm so close that I don't even have a scent, what do you think?" It's stupid to use it to ask a question, okay?

"Huh?" He turned his head to look, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "No, no, someone is helping you in secret. How could I make such a low-level mistake? It's just that since he helped you, I didn't I don’t want to embarrass you anymore, here.” After that, he waved his fan, and the roast chicken that seduced me before appeared on the table, “It’s yours,” he said.

"Thank you." Then I picked up the grilled chicken and took a bite. The delicious and juicy chicken bit into my mouth, and a delicious smell filled my mouth. The roasted chicken was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Sprinkled with thirteen spices and cumin for seasoning, I can't complain that I have lost all the morals that would have been seduced before.At first, I gobbled it up, wishing to eat my tongue, but later, I became slower and slower, and I was a little reluctant to let this wonderful feeling dissipate on the tip of my tongue.

Alas, the life of a foodie is always so hard.

Perhaps seeing my reluctance, the man raised his eyebrows and asked seductively, "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." I was bought by a roast chicken.

"Do you still want to eat?" He continued to ask.

"Any more?" I asked.

"If there is, I won't give it to you." The man said with a smirk.

...(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Is there any normal person in this house?!!

→_→I looked at him silently, but he didn't take it seriously. He waved his fan and said, "Someone is looking for you, leave quickly."

I was just about to complain that it was you who caught me in and how I was going to leave. I was blown out of the sky by his fan, and then I stood in front of the screen wall and drooled when I regained my senses. Do you think I will tell you this kind of thing? ?

In fact, when I opened my eyes again, there was a table of delicious food in front of me, and then... a cousin who was on the verge of breaking out and a butler with an unpredictable expression.

...This lineup is a little scary.I thought with a guilty conscience.

"The young master is finally back." The housekeeper said with a smile. "Young master has been looking for you for a long time."

"Uh... what time is it?" I asked bravely.

"It should be said, what day is it now?" The housekeeper said kindly.

Hold on, I just ate a roast chicken, you want me to ask you what day of the week it is?Come to think of it, it was Monday in the UK, and then...

"Thursday?" I asked tentatively.

"Actually, it's Friday." The butler said with a smile.

...(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Fuck me! Where did my time go? I just ate a roast chicken, WTF!

"What did you do?" My cousin looked at me with a serious face.

"...I ate a roast chicken," I confessed.

"Roast chicken?" said the cousin, gnashing his teeth, "It's really good! Cousin! Brother!" Then he left angrily.

"...0.0?" I looked at the butler.

":)." The butler responded to me with an inexplicable smile.

I don't know why it feels so cold.

"Hurry up and eat." The butler said, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

"Okay." The sky is big, and the empty stomach is the biggest. I thought about it, and happily picked up a piece of tomato scrambled eggs. When I was about to eat——

A fat white maggot shook its head at me from the golden egg yolk.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻I can't live through this day!!!! I threw away the egg in a hurry, and when I looked again, I didn't see the maggot again.

(┳＿┳)...God see you, I just want to have a good meal.

"What are you doing?" I helplessly put down my chopsticks and stood up, "If you don't let me eat, don't eat." Normally, my temper is really good, but it doesn't mean that I am tired and hungry. Temper will always be good.

Just after I had the rare courage to leave that table——

--I'm so fucking lost again.

Life is really hard.I covered my face in grief and indignation, I couldn't live this day.

At this moment, there was another smell of roasted chicken. I followed the scent and walked over, and saw a person roasting a chicken silently a few steps away.

"Brother..." The cousin who turned into a pig looked up at me and said timidly, "Do you like roast chicken..."

As he said that, the grilled chicken in his hand exuded a sweeter and more attractive aroma.

My brother is a little angel, don't black him.