early bird sold out

Ren Shuhan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, turned her head and asked the person lying beside her: "Is it boring?"

It was obviously just an ordinary after-school evening, but because of a letter that that person sent just for fun, it became one of the most memorable evenings in his life.

Xia Zhizhu shook his head, and replied seriously: "It's very touching."

It made him miss Xi Zhao.

The setting sun in the distance is like an orange-red raw egg yolk.

Xia Zhizhu squinted his eyes involuntarily as he looked at the perfect round wheel exuding a strange soft feeling.

Since a long time ago, his brain has been like a library that has been enchanted to expand its memory infinitely in a limited space.

Xia Zhizhu didn't know who the wizard who lived in it was. Many times in the past, he could only helplessly let the wizard who never showed up practice Hogwarts and Ahmed in his library full of bugs. Part-time double degree in Zkaban.

It is normal for the room to be shredded by strong winds. Even if you walk to the correct bookshelf according to the catalog index when you need it, it is likely to trigger another irrelevant fragmented memory.Those memories can't be exhausted by fire, and can't be frozen by ice. The wizard seems to have a playful little pet, and he takes great pleasure in changing the positions of the labels on his bookcase again and again.

The Muggle Summer Bamboo has been trying very, very hard to survive under the halo of the wizard's wand.

The time he jumped into the swimming pool when he was confused with V, maybe it was the side effect of the medicine, maybe the pages in his library were damp and could no longer fly, the unlucky wizard was very silent for a while, There might even be a little introspection.Xia Zhizhu seemed to be able to sense it. The wizard, who has always chanted spells and cast spells without any scruples, seemed to be working with his pet, slowly drying the books of memories that were messed up by the flood one by one on the balcony. Dry and put back in place.

His library finally welcomes a late staff member.

Although the staff still often couldn't help the idea of ​​pranks, occasionally Xia Zhizhu would still keep his eyes open all night and fall into those unknown trivial memories when he was surrounded by Xi Zhao from behind.But Xia Zhizhu thought, sooner or later, we will still reconcile.

After all, every sleepless night and nightmare afternoon, Xi Zhao would always hold his hand and kiss him awake.

Cold jokes, gossip, fantasy stories... The great Mr. Xi compiled these into flyers, advertisements, and story clubs, and slowly filled every corner of the library with his own figure.Like soft rivets, he kept the pages of books that could not help but fly to the ceiling under his own category. As Xi Zhao's clone, this proud and sloppy Xi Mao Mao was born to be Great leadership and charisma.

When the white cat crouching on the bookshelf delivered his librarian election manifesto to every memory fragment that passed by trying to be independent, the wizard hugged his pet and couldn't do anything but stare .

Across a closed small wooden door in the corner, the real owner of the library, who has been hiding in a cupboard and pretending not to hear anything from the beginning to the end, the little Ruan Tang, will one day in the future, in the White Cat Under the patient meow call, push open his door, hug his cat, and run freely among his bookshelves.

Even if this day is far in the future, it doesn't matter, after all, Xia Zhizhu has been waiting for so many years, not bad for the rest of his life.

Ren Shuhan picked up a foxtail that was left behind by someone from the pile of straw.

As if bored, as if secretly caring under the guise of being bored, the eldest princess seemingly casually mentioned: "I heard that some media have been trying to find Wei Mingxi and let him speak out."

The half-brothers pursue dreams together in the entertainment industry, and the mother is a pair of twin sisters. I also know what kind of public opinion will be caused after the exposure, but from the beginning to the end, no one has ever mentioned the other mother and son. What is the name.

Under the arrangement of Xi Zhao, Wei Mingxi and his mother almost lived a life of disappearance. Before knowing this, Xia Zhizhu never thought that the original intention of Wei Mingxi to exploit him at the beginning was nothing but true love. The actual curse is more about getting enough capital to escape everything when the day when "Xia Zhizhu is sure to die" is expected to come.

During the process, the temporary straying that may have been trapped in the world of luxury and money is not important. In Wei Mingxi's heart, compared with the vacillating stardom, after all, stability and worry-free occupy the most important advantage.

He promised Xi Zhao to stay away from Xia Zhizhu forever, and Xi Zhao also promised him that even on the day when the identity of "Xia Zhizhu" is destroyed, the other party can guarantee that his life will not be disturbed.

Although I don't know why those people who induced Xia Zhizhu to find them are doing some seemingly useless things, but knowing this, they went to see those two people with their own eyes, and when they came back, they treated everything as if it didn't happen The past Xia Zhizhu seems to be equally puzzling.

"I dare not see her again, my aunt."

Xia Zhizhu raised his arms and spread his fingers on the sky curtain in front of him like setting off fireworks.

"I feel a little less guilty about not thinking about myself than I did when I saw her."

The past of the previous generation was like a moving volcano, almost burning down his library several times.The reason why Xia Zhizhu agreed to those unreasonable requests in the past was not because Xia Zhizhu agreed with Wei Mingxi's mother or Wei Mingxi was also a victim, but because he was too afraid to face all the painful details Ruan Mi experienced and wanted to escape, but He was extremely guilty of his "disloyalty" to Ruan Mi, tortured himself constantly, and finally reached the point where he had no time to care about himself.

Wei Mingxi said that he owed him, so it should be true.

But now, when Xia Zhizhu finally seems to have a sliver of right to live a peaceful life, Xia Zhizhu, as an ordinary person, has once again naturally chosen to stay away from the advantages and avoid the disadvantages, rather than revenge and real reconciliation.

"Is it like a selfish ostrich?"

Before Ren Shuhan could reply, Xia Zhizhu replied as if talking to himself: "Ostrich is fine."

I heard that modern people love to pursue the excitement of a moment, and they prefer to stand in the wind and waves to watch the flowers than to be worn away by the gentleness of the long stream.

But Xia Zhizhu is different from them.

In fact, if this kind of aimless and ordinary time can go on forever, Xia Zhizhu doesn't think there is anything wrong.

Even if it's just a temporary safe haven under the storm, even if it's just an illusion, Xia Zhizhu can still spend the second before the illusion disappears as the most ordinary second.

This is the survival wisdom that memory and life experience taught him.

Ren Shuhan asked him, "Is your biological father dead?"

Xia Zhizhu nodded: "He died of illness."

The real perpetrators left the scene one by one before getting greater retribution, leaving another pair of opponents who seemed to be the same "victims" as themselves to survive.

Did the person who gave him the address of the nursing home expect Xia Zhizhu to be stimulated, to take revenge on Wei Mingxi, and to turn against Xi Zhao?

Maybe he should do something for Ruan Mi, but not through the means carefully arranged by others, but in Ruan Tang's own, clumsy but sincere way.

Ren Shuhan hesitated for half a second, then covered Xia Zhizhu's soft hair with her palm, and rubbed it carefully.

"You are fine, Xia Zhizhu, do you know about this?"

"I know."

"That's good... why are you laughing!"

Someone on the ridge in the distance seemed to be calling their names.

Ren Shuhan turned her head and saw Xi Yue, who was out for a walk with the dog, bouncing up and waving to them: "Hey! How long are you two going to stay there!"

"It looks like the vacation is over." Ren Shuhan stretched her waist and waved to the idiot who came to look for them.

"go?"

Xia Zhizhu held Ren Shuhan's hand extended to him.

The joints are long and tough, soft and warm, and the endless blood hidden under the cold skin gurgles.

He has been pulled ashore countless times by such strange hands.

So, although there were many people who pushed him and watched the show when he fell into the water, in fact, there were more people who wanted to hold him and kept calling his name.

"What are you thinking about?" Ren Shuhan raised her eyebrows and asked him under the straw pile.

"It's nothing." Xia Zhizhu rolled his eyes, "It's just that I suddenly want to write a love poem."

Ruan Mi bought him three hundred Tang poems, Yoko had a collection of haiku, and Bo Chi's imagination was full of plain but moving power.

But Xia Zhizhu only recorded some running accounts in the memorandum.

There are birds in the tree stealing fruit together, and there are dogs and grandpa in the field.

Lily/Simba is under the temporary care of Miss Lily.

Brother Bo just sent me a photo of Xiao Dai biting a toy.

Everyone seemed to be accompanied.

17:29, the light of the sunset is so beautiful.

Temporary farewell, have you had dinner yet?

——Bamboo Questions in Autumn

The light of the sunset and the setting sun has covered all the horizons they can see.

No one is cautious, and everyone is wasting their time.

Ren Shuhan reopened and held up the GoPro camera. Sean happily described the sumptuous dinner to them. The eldest princess, who has been managing her figure for the stage recently, immediately complained outside the camera: "Stop talking, I'll start from today. From the beginning, we must close our stomachs!"

With such a tacit understanding, it's better for the three of them to form a new group and make their debut.

What is it called this time?Ren Shuhan's English name is Egan...SXE?

They seem to be getting closer and closer to the infringement defendants.

Before stepping on the ridge to the side of the other two people in SXE, Xia Zhizhu stopped as predicted, and felt the vibration from his pocket all the way up to his ventricle two seconds later.

"Ding."

Is it the notification tone of the text message, or is there another visitor outside his library.

"Hey! Slow Xia Zhizhu, aren't you hungry?"

Ren Shuhan suddenly turned around and turned the camera to him.

The lively Chinese country dog ​​and the boys were waiting for him in front of him. Xia Zhizhu curled his mouth stupidly and raised his footsteps—walking and running over more and more easily. Behind him turning his back, there was a short but clear affection.

I miss you too.

——X answered in Maple Leaf