My uncle is autistic every day

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Lao Wang, who sells stinky tofu, why is his stinky tofu so smelly?

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Running Sheep: Soaring~

Bigan: Soaked in Xiangli for three days and three nights~

Hehehe: Poor Chi Chi, how much did you eat?Dangerous building [-] feet high

Bikinis in the toilet: stinky tofu soaked in the world is a must~

He is Pig Man: That taste, that sourness, don't show it!

Xiao Gongju: After thinking about it based on the comments above, I found that the equation is like this→_→Tofu is too stinky because of Xiang→_→Chichi ate stinky tofu→_→Chichi ate Xiang.

3000 million yuan to buy you to feed the pigs: ——Xiao Gongju’s words are very reasonable, what do you think of the ruler?Dangerous building [-] feet high

*Seven or eight: Xiaogong lifts a dangerous building with a height of [-] feet

Shen Beichen had already drank seven or eight glasses of water and vomited in the bathroom, and the more he vomited, the more ferocious he was.

He really shouldn't have clicked on the comment, and the whole world was so dark in an instant.

The comments were still increasing one by one, Shen Beishen couldn't see it, turned off the computer and started to vomit intently.

Originally, he was complacent about finding the authentic stinky tofu, so he couldn't help but eat a little more, but the world is full of malice.

After vomiting until there was nothing to vomit, Shen Bei lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead.

"It's so uncomfortable." Shen Bei bumped against the soft quilt.

"I won't be stupid anymore." Shen Beichen regretted it too much. Could it be that he really missed the city of Hangzhou.

Maybe it was because he was too focused on vomiting, Shen Beichen started to write after he finished his annoyance.

The last time I promised Yanxiao I haven't finished writing the travel notes, so I'd better write them all at once, now that I can concentrate and not mess around.

Of course Yan Xiao also saw Weibo, different from everyone's laughing, he was worried from the bottom of his heart.

Reluctantly contacted several times but no one was seen, Yan Xiao had to give up.

But I can't calm down all the time.

The new publishing plan came out, Chen Jiu asked Yan Xiao to sign the contract early, and it was delayed again and again, and the days waited for no one to step into November.

When it was cold, Yan Xiao was even more reluctant to go out. Chen Jiu called several times to remind him, but in desperation he had no choice but to let him go.

Yan Xiao let out a sigh of relief at his fingers, and typed on the gloomy penguin.

laugh

15:28

are you OK?

No one responded to this message, Yan Xiao finally tasted the taste of worry.

Those words are too thin, and there is really nothing that can be done with a smile, so he can only wait dryly. In his memory, the dangerous building 24 feet high never disappears for more than [-] hours.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when I put down my pen, I couldn't help but ask again with a smile, but I still haven't waited for an answer.

Yan Xiao was so worried that he couldn't eat, poked the white and fat rice, his eyes drifted uncontrollably to the phone.

Putting on his coat, Yan Xiao was ready to go out, today Yan Yuzhu invited him to meet him at the tea house, the anxiety in his tone did not seem to be fake, it seemed that there should be something important.

Inviting people to drink tea in a tea house at night is either a shameful thing or a shameful thing.

When Yan Xiao came to the place, there was no one in the teahouse, and it seemed that he had planned to close the door a long time ago. Through the huge glass window, Yan Yuzhu could be seen with his head down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Everyone thinks that Yan Xiao doesn't care, but Yan Xiao doesn't feel at ease either.

Seeing Yan Xiao, Yan Yuzhu couldn't help showing a caring smile, "Ah Yan, sit down."

After Yan Xiao sat down, he looked at the tea in the teacup, and the two of them sat awkwardly facing each other.

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? The pastries here are very good, your brother likes to eat them." Yan Yuzhu tentatively asked.

Yan Xiao raised his head and looked straight into Yan Yuzhu's eyes, "What's the matter?"

Some words were stuck in his stomach, Yan Yuzhu had no choice but to speak directly, "Recently your brother has been in some trouble."

Yan Xiao took a small sip of tea.

"I think you are brothers, you should help your brother."

After saying these few sentences, Yan Yuzhu seemed to be elated, secretly a little proud.

Although no one knows where her pride comes from.

"Oh." Yan Xiao replied lightly, without any emotion.

"Aren't you going to take care of your younger brother?" Yan Yuzhu looked at him coldly.

Yan Xiao didn't speak again, and let Yan Yuzhu use up his tongue.

The atmosphere was so tense that it would break if anyone said more.

"Your brother can't be busy, and I won't live if I have something to do." Yan Yuzhu simply burst into tears.

Yan Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he even raised his hand to signal for another cup of hot tea.

One of the two spoke vigorously, while the other kept silent. The scene was extremely strange.

Yan Yuzhu, who was thirsty, drank the water anyway, and said directly, "Your brother owes gambling debts and was arrested." His face was full of sadness.

Without saying a word and laughing to reflect, he continued, "Mom knows you have money, so she used it to save your brother. I dare not tell your father, he will beat him to death."

"Is it serious?" Yan Xiao's tone was tepid, with no hint of urgency at all.

Yan Yuzhu became anxious, "You just take the money, that's your brother."

Seeing that Yanxiao was silent, she repeated, "I'm still waiting for money to save my life! Your brother is such a precious man! You must not get hurt in the slightest!"

"I have no money." Yan Xiao looked at the night lights in the city.

"How come you have no money! If you don't have money, ask your father for it!" Yan Yuzhu had no regard for face at all, and his face was fierce.

Putting down the tea in his hand, Yan Xiao went straight out of the shop, turning a deaf ear to the yelling behind him.

The night wind was blowing very cold, Yan Xiao shrank his neck, now it was neither early nor late, and there were people walking back home constantly.

Yan Xiao never knew where his home was, his residence was just a relatively warm house.

Unknowingly standing at the door of the dilapidated orphanage, Yan Xiao knew that the people here had already moved to a better place.

The only place that could be called home just collapsed and there was nothing left.

The stars said, don't be sad.

A person's life is a road of continuous advancement, everyone will have their own home, where the warmth is like the broken sun in spring and thick winter.

Yan Xiao found a corner that no one had found, and sat down slowly, accompanied by the pile of ruins, and buried himself in the jacket that was not warm.

Passers-by threw ten yuan at Yan Xiao whether it was intentional or unintentional, and Yan Xiao who was holding the money didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

It was almost nine o'clock by the time we wandered around and went home, and the city was as lively as ever, so lively that everyone was in a hurry.

Shen Beichen has been sitting in front of the computer, and when he looked at the time, he realized that he had been in a stalemate for a long time, his arms were sore, he was yawning, he ate something casually, rinsed it, and then Shen Beichen fell to the ground with a crooked body. He got into the quilt and fell asleep after a while.

"It's time to change the city." Shen Bei thought before falling asleep.

The last night of writing the travel notes, Shen Beishen felt that he should update the database in time.

On the second day when he reluctantly got up from the bed, Shen Bei shivered from the cold.

It was too troublesome last night, and the quilt was not covered properly.

Today is Shen Beishen's last stop in Hangzhou. Although he mostly stays in the hotel during this time, in a real sense, he fully implements the home of an Internet-addicted teenager.

The beauty of the West Lake, in March, Shen Beishen went to see the West Lake now is also very hard.

Yan Xiao looked at the position pointed by the pointer, only to realize that it was another afternoon, and he didn't know how many boring afternoons it was, and the dangerous building still did not appear a hundred feet high.

The stories were written one after another, and the mood changed wave after wave.

During this period of time, Shen Beichen disappeared very completely. He was attracted by the dazzling delicacies when he planned to leave. He put down his camera and began to concentrate on eating. In order to avoid major accidents and affect his very good appetite, He is currently in the disconnection phase.

Occasionally, when I think of Yanxiao, I will think about it, and then I can't think of anything.

Anyway, I will meet so many people. These people are all passers-by in the life of travelers, and there is no accident.

A few days later, Shen Beichen finally stopped going out to eat nonsense, and his stomach really suffered.

Yan Xiao couldn't hold back in a quiet afternoon. At that time, I only felt that losing a friend was the most terrible thing in the world.

And he was very grateful that the phone number of the dangerous building hundreds of feet high was placed there in an orderly manner.

If a person takes the first step, he will continue to move forward, and it is difficult for him to restrain himself.

After deliberation, deliberation and deliberation, Yan Xiao used the requirements of academic papers to check the few words to be sent, and only after confirming that there was nothing inappropriate did he dare to call the number of the dangerous building.

Shen Beichen looked at the words on the small screen and smiled happily.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Xiao asked.

What happened, Shen Beichen didn't know, he seemed to feel that it was getting more and more meaningless if it went on like this, and it wasn't unreasonable for people to say that he was grandstanding.

Shen Beishen, who was too lazy to reply, called directly.

Yan Xiao was stunned until the phone rang, calling again and again.

The body took the lead in setting an example before thinking, and after connecting the phone, Yan Xiao obviously wanted to hang up again.

However, there was obviously a young man's light laughter on the phone, which was very pleasant to hear, and it was so comforting.

"Thank you." Shen Beishen played with the TV remote control lazily.

The sound was more penetrating than the words, and that thank you seemed to penetrate into Yan Xiao's heart, and he dared not utter a single word except for his flustered breathing.

"Don't you want to talk?" Shen Beichen's tone was a little annoyed, and he really had to do things without thinking.

Yan Xiao simply hung up the phone and sent a message to Shen Beichen in a hurry, "I don't want to talk."

Shen Beichen was also very generous, "Well, it's fine."

Yan Xiao felt that Shen Beichen's phone call had brought their relationship to an awkward position. He always thought that they didn't have such a deep friendship. Obviously he neglected that he was thinking about Shen Beichen all the time.