male god we singled out

After retiring the apartment, Tang Yingzhuo had nowhere to go but went back to Tianjie.He only spent an hour packing the apartment.Furniture and electrical appliances are collectively purchased by the school. Individuals spend money and take it away if they want it, and benefit the next class if they don’t want it.Only a few personal items need to be taken away, laptop and letter.

Tang Yingzhuo looked at the pile of letters and was worried. After checking, there were more than 30 letters. What should I do with them? Destroy them or take them away?Destroy it, I can't bear it, the handwriting is too beautiful, take it away, take it to Tianjie, what will you do if you are seen by evildoers.

cut.See it and see it.

It is agreed that the house can no longer be used as a threat. Now that the house certificate has not been issued, he is at a loss, and he is afraid of what he will do.To put it more seriously, he betrayed physically, and I betrayed mentally, even.

No way... how did it look like a divorce.

Recently YY has become more and more feminine.

Walking out with a shrunken bag, Tang Yingzhuo turned around and closed the door.Farewell, apartment 911, farewell, alma mater.Mixed feelings.

Sitting on the light rail leading to the slums, every time I think that this is a one-way trip, I feel empty.

No send-off, no ceremony, no goodbye.

Brothers of Goulegbang, I have taken advantage of you. Before leaving, I should throw your heart, liver and lungs into the pigsty to feed the dogs.

Suddenly the phone rang!

"Hey! Zhuo Zhuo! Why are you running so fast? We're at the door of your apartment! Where are you?"

Tang Yingzhuo said with a trembling voice full of tears, "I'm already on the light rail~~~~~"

"Go back to Tianjie! Really, just leave without saying a word, don't want your dog legs, right!"

"I want to be quiet and quiet..."

At this moment, Ji Xichen grabbed the phone: "Boss, you are going to become a monk, right? You are not suitable for becoming a monk..."

Tang Yingzhuo closed her eyes and pulled out the battery of the phone with a smile.

Go back and come, the garden will be overgrown, will Hu not return?

With both feet on the asphalt road of Deadwood Street, there is no one around, the light golden setting sun hangs on the treetops in the afternoon, and the birds sing clearly on the branches.The little monster on the ridge is looking forward to it, looking forward to the master's change of heart.

The youth is fearless and does not know what loneliness is, so he dares to venture into the world alone.

Came back, or came back.

The home of snails is actually soil.

Tang Yingzhuo used the key barrel to poke the lock. Fortunately, it was locked. When he opened the courtyard door, he saw a lush greenery.He walked in in shock, and the blooming daylilies were already half the height of a person, standing gracefully on both sides of the aisle, white daisies were in bud, the walls of the lilac trees were neatly trimmed, and several pear trees stretched their melancholy branches.In the vegetable garden, the tomatoes have turned red slightly, the small rapeseed is cute, and the cowpea beauty on the shelf is hanging down like beautiful hair...

There are people who often come to take care of it.

It's him.

There was a book on the rattan swing. Tang Yingzhuo picked it up and flipped through it. It was the translated version of Gitanjali.There is a pair of rimless glasses on the rattan table, the lenses are thin and crisp.Thinking of the pair of beautiful eyes behind the lens, the affectionate gaze.Thinking of that gentle and lingering night, the infatuated and intoxicated look.

The past has become empty, and it is useless to think about it.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to tidy up the vegetable garden and flower garden, and I was even mentally prepared to pull them all out and replant them next year.Anyway, after a busy exam, I am really happy to see such a colorful paradise.

Tang Yingzhuo threw down his uniform coat, went into the vegetable garden and picked a ripe tomato, rinsed it under the tap, and sat on the swing to eat it.It's been a long time since I've eaten such pure vegetables.

I think of the book "God Is Not a Man" saying that God will let their generations bear the sins committed by Adam and Eve. In the era of the proliferation of genetically modified genes, God is also speechless.

Tang Yingzhuo picked a few tomatoes and dug out a few eggs in the refrigerator, planning to stir-fry dishes for dinner to comfort himself for his extraordinary performance in the college entrance examination.The all-steel modern kitchen is so powerful that no brain can be a housewife.With a cigarette in his mouth, Tang Yingzhuo turned on the automatic frying pan, and played like a senior chef. Four tomatoes, four eggs, three and a half were thrown out, and he proudly boasted that the rest was the essence.

After more than an hour, the dishes came out, and I sat down to realize that I forgot to cook.Mistake, big mistake.After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he couldn’t find half a grain of rice, so he scolded Mingyuan in his heart. He planted vegetables and bought eggs, so why didn’t he buy rice!Wow, finally remembered he was British, so easily found a bag of high protein flour, a bag of low protein flour, a bag of bread flour, a bag of cocoa powder, a bag of baking soda, a bag of yeast powder in the cupboard , a bag of pepper powder, a bag of curry powder...

Tang Yingzhuo thought, I was wrong.

So, a bite of egg with a bite of tomato, a bite of egg with a bite of tomato, a bite of egg with a bite of tomato... I won't think about this dish again in ten years.

Whether it's a boyfriend or a girlfriend, there's nothing to worry about anymore.I thought I had a late sleep, only to wake up to find that it was only seven or eight o'clock, and I got used to getting up early for school, and the habit of lazy life had to be cultivated slowly. I just went to the bathroom to poop, and I almost lost my soul at the door of the bedroom.

"Ball ball?"

Wangwangwang——

Tang Yingzhuo looked for its owner, and saw Ming Yuan surfing the Internet in the study opposite. He was wearing trousers, shirt and glasses, and he no longer looked like a high school student.

Tang Yingzhuo came over to say hello in pajamas and pajamas: "Long time no see, when did you come?"

Ming Yuan turned his face and glanced at him, and said flatly, "Well, I just came."

"This laptop is so cool, did you buy it in England?" Tang Yingzhuo tried her best to find a topic.

Mingyuan said politely: "It was brought back by someone else. By the way, can you help me to see, what's wrong with this input method, it always automatically returns to English?"

"Oh. Let me take a look..." Tang Yingzhuo hurriedly leaned over to look, her right hand habitually touched the mouse, accidentally touched Mingyuan's hand, and immediately said, "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Tang Yingzhuo searched for the problem of the input method again and again, but found nothing wrong, and finally had no choice but to say: "Maybe the compatibility is not good, I can only try to install another system."

"Okay, got it, thank you." Ming Yuan nodded to him with a polite smile on his face.

Tang Yingzhuo frowned at this polite smile: "...You're welcome."

Mingyuan's eyes quickly shifted to the screen, without staying on him at all.

"Then, do you have backups of other systems in your computer?" Tang Yingzhuo asked.

"No. No need, just let it go." Ming Yuan didn't look at him when he spoke, but his fingers that typed the keyboard stopped slightly.

"Oh."

Tang Yingzhuo turned around and went out, only to remember the urgency to urinate, rushed into the bathroom, came out of the bathroom, suddenly thought that those letters were in the drawer under the desk, which was the desk that Mingyuan was using, subconsciously walked a few steps there, and glanced at it. Glancing around, he found that there was no one in the study, and he searched around but found no one, he must have gone upstairs, so——he sneaked into the study.As soon as one foot stepped into the study room, he suddenly saw Ming Yuan standing in front of the bookcase.Tang Yingzhuo was stunned, his brain spinning rapidly.

"what are you doing?"

Tang Yingzhuo pretended to be very leisurely: "Walk around, let's see what you are doing."

Mingyuan said: "I was looking for a book. I remembered that I brought it over two days ago, but it disappeared."

"Gitanjali?" Tang Yingzhuo asked.

"yes……"

"That one is in my quilt, I looked through it before going to sleep yesterday when I was idle and bored, wait a minute, I'll get it."

Tang Yingzhuo rushed back to the bedroom and took out the book, stroked it twice, and then rushed back, "Here."

Mingyuan took the book: "Have you read it?"

"Yeah." Tang Yingzhuo nodded: "I don't understand."

"It shouldn't be. This is Tiger's poem, it's easy to understand." Ming Yuan said while sitting on the opposite chair.

"I just can't read poetry, and everything else is okay."

"Where do you not understand?"

"There are many things I don't understand, such as the sixth section." Tang Yingzhuo actually recited the whole paragraph:

"The domesticated bird is in the cage, the free bird is in the woods. The time has come when they meet, it is destiny. The free bird says: 'Oh, my love, let us fly to the woods.' Cage The bird in the cage whispered: "Come here, let us both be in the cage." The free bird said: "In the middle of the fence, where is there room to spread your wings?" "Poor thing," said the caged bird : 'In the sky I don't know where to rest.'... Their love is ardent with longing, but they can never fly together, they look at each other across the fence, and their desire to know each other is vain. Free Bird Called: 'It cannot be done, I am afraid of the closed door of this cage!' The bird in the cage whispered: 'My wings are weak and dead.'”

Mingyuan looked at him in surprise: "Have you read this book before?"

"No way."

Mingyuan was silent for a while: "This refers to two kinds of people. One is a free bird who is not with his parents or his parents don't care much about him. The other is a domesticated bird who is strictly controlled by his parents since he was a child. The former The personality is flamboyant, the latter loses himself, and they cannot be together because of differences in survival philosophy after falling in love."

"Maybe we can try to fly together." Tang Yingzhuo flickered his arms.

"However, the domesticated bird's wings have degenerated, and it can't fly. It is very timid, and would rather die than leave the cage."

"Then go with it to the cage."

"That would suffocate a free bird in a very short time."

Tang Yingzhuo twitched the corner of her mouth: "What the hell... Anyway, we have to find a way to be together."

Mingyuan smiled: "Hehe. In fact, not all problems have solutions. Real life is not like doing math problems. In most cases, it ends in nothing, and there is no result."

Tang Yingzhuo flattened her mouth, "So it's another cup~~~"

Mingyuan smiled faintly: "Yes. It's a tragedy. But God likes to watch comedies, and often creates some predestined tragedies to make fun of people."

"That's fucking badass."

Mingyuan glanced at him with a smile, and put the book back on the shelf.

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