sunset postman

My friend Jiaheng,

See words like meeting.

I wonder if you received the letter I sent you last time?

I saw that the mailbox downstairs in my house was not a decoration of the souvenir post office, but a small postman who really came to pick up the letters.

In fact, I didn't see it clearly, but the postman looked very temperamental.I took a look at him from a distance. He was tall and standing very straight. Although I couldn't see his face, I thought he must be the kind that is very popular with young girls.

I dared not let him know: I decided to surreptitiously observe him a few times.He could be the prototype for the hero of my next novel.

That day my clothes were stained by soap bubbles blown by a little boy named "Lele", and he asked me if I liked bubbles.I looked into his eyes, they were beautiful, brown, big and round, shiny like transparent amber.I think it looks familiar, and it took me a long time to realize that you also seem to have such eyes.

If possible, can you send me a photo of you next time you reply?

I rushed home that night and still had to work, and it was such a relief to not have to go out and meet people.I also heard cats meowing in my house. I wonder if it was attracted by the aroma of the malt candy I bought.Can cats eat sugar?

And this cat's voice is very small, Mimi's, I think it must be young, maybe it hasn't been weaned yet.

In the past few days, I can also hear the cat meowing, it is small and weak, but I don't know where it is yet, I really want to see it.

And I recently learned French and learned a word, pet. unanimaldecompagnie. I feel that the literal translation should not be "animal as a companion"?Do people who have pets feel lonely, so they want a companion.

I kind of want to get a cat.

I have been looking forward to hearing from you, and I even bought a new mailbox for you, and for the postman, and I hope your letter will arrive with it.

Cheng Jin

Today's mood is as good as the weather.Cheng Jin thought about it and picked out a light yellow envelope.This color, like the air today, is the color of sunlight.

Going to the post office again, the clerk still didn’t speak to Cheng Jin, but just looked at the man who was also sneaking around to buy stamps with a big mask a few days ago, quietly, like a thief, and came to buy stamps again .

Cheng Jin went out a little late today.When I wrote this letter at home, I didn't think about it for a long time, and I wrote it to Jiaheng when I thought of something, but after I finished writing, it happened to be dusk again.

The last time it was far away, Cheng Jin saw a smear of red on the green mailbox. Now that the distance is close, Cheng Jin stuffed the letter into the mailbox, only to see the bright light on the mailbox, which dazzled his eyes.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the light.

Suddenly the light was blocked by a dark shadow.

Trembling in fright, Cheng Jin turned his head, only to find that the man in dark green clothes was standing behind him looking at him with a smile on his face.

Wearing a mask, the postman's smile is so contagious.His brow bones and eye sockets are deep, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Cheng Jin stared blankly at this person as if his throat was strangled for a moment.Seeing that he didn't respond, the younger brother asked, "Do you want to send a letter, sir? Then just send it to me."

Cheng Jin came back to his senses, bowed obscenely and slipped away from the postman.

After slipping away, Cheng Jin's heart was still beating.It's not that the little brother makes people feel excited.How scary is a person suddenly appearing behind him in a daze!

Cheng Jin remembered that he hadn't had dinner yet, thought for a while, and thought of a western restaurant, his mouth suddenly itched, and he wanted to eat pasta.

I ordered a pasta with shellfish whose name I couldn't read. The shellfish was fresh and tender, scorched with wine, and the noodles were thin and tough, and they were very elastic in the mouth.Cheng Jin still wanted to drink the greasy creamy mushroom soup.

After filling his stomach, Cheng Jin couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and found that he had a layer of "cream".When Cheng Jin was a student, he was the kind who didn’t get fat and was skinny. Every time the boys in the class grabbed a certain boy and spread his legs to rub against the football goal post or the classroom door, but no one ever talked to him. Cheng Jin played like this, because Cheng Jin didn't play it when he saw it, and he was withdrawn and no one paid attention to him.Every time Cheng Jin would hear those boys booing one after another, as well as the angry and laughing voices of the boys being held up.

Cheng Jin didn't have the time to think about why these boys didn't play with him, but the only time he watched them play like this was the whole time, when he saw that boy being tortured to the point of crying, laughing and swearing, he didn't dare to talk to those people in the class .

Cheng Jin's phone dinged, and the text message reminded him that his online shopping mailbox had arrived, and he also sent 502 glue and nails.

Cheng Jin's mood suddenly jumped up, and he walked home quickly.

Walking too fast, when Cheng Jin entered the pick-up code to pick up the courier, his stomach was bloated and hurt.Cheng Jin walked home enduring the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and started rubbing his stomach without caring about loading his long-awaited mailbox.

Cheng Jin spread out on the sofa, rubbing his flat stomach, which was soft.He was suddenly a little dissatisfied.

For some reason, I remembered those smiling eyes.The postman is tall and straight, with broad shoulders and long legs. He must have a good figure, right?

Cheng Jin felt that it was time for him to lose weight. Although he didn't need to go out to meet people, staying at home and watching the computer all day was quite harmful to his body.

People, once you start to think about your body, this problem and that problem will all come to you.Cheng Jin felt a headache again, twisted his shoulders and neck, and sighed helplessly.

Cheng Jin had had enough rest, so he got up and went to unpack the express box.

Mailboxes are not cheap to buy, and the quality looks really good.Cheng Jin is not an old-fashioned person, nor is he a person who loves retro style, but when he bought this mailbox, Cheng Jin still chose the old accessories of copper key and copper lock. It is really good to match this copper mailbox.

Cheng Jin thought about it, and decided to nail the mailbox.

Cheng Jin's apartment should not be rented, but bought. Although the house is a bit old, the overall floor is not high. There are only five floors, and it still looks very stable and firm.Cheng Jin lives on the third floor, the first floor is some snack shops, and the second floor is where many tourists temporarily live.

The entire corridor is also a bit old, the walls seem to have been refurbished, very clean, but not damp.

Cheng Jin hammered the nail deeply, and couldn't help laughing every time he hit it, because he thought that Jiaheng's reply letter to him would be put into this metal box by the handsome postman, with a "bang bang", It's like Jia Heng gently said "Morning".

Cheng Jin patted his head, he didn't learn French today, so he hurried back to study.Eight chapters were updated last time, and my comment collection has increased a lot.

Cheng Jin clicked on a recently released Japanese TV series while practicing his spoken English.The voice of the Japanese drama was turned on very low, Cheng Jin was stunned in the "bakery", boulangerie, he couldn't read, stared at this word, only the Japanese drama's "Arigado" in the room.

"Meow~" There were two more soft meows, and Cheng Jin came back to his senses in a jerk, turned his head around, and leaned over the window to look, but he didn't see a cat hair.