Meng Hai drank a cup of milk tea when he first arrived in Cricket City. Meng Hai loves milk, cow milk, goat milk, soy milk, milk tea, cream, cheese, etc. Meng Hai likes to try all milk-related foods and drinks.

Meng Hai's ambition is to drink all the milk in the world and become a milk-drinking master.

On this small street, there is a fresh milk shop. In addition to selling bread and meat, it also sells all kinds of milk, including pure milk and yogurt. Although there are many types of milk here, it is still not complete. There are so many mammals in the world.

, you have to drink their milk.

So far, Meng Hai has drank only a handful of milks. He has drank goat milk, cow milk, and soy milk, but he has never drank many other milks and dairy products. If this continues,

What a huge regret it must be to live this life.

According to Meng Hai's plan, he should drink three kinds of milk a day, which follows three meals a day. Drink one kind of milk in the morning, one kind of milk at noon, and one kind of milk in the evening. If possible, he should also drink one before going to bed.

Breed milk, and if possible, drink another milk after waking up.

Meng Hai's plan is that every time he drinks milk, it should not be the same. Every time he drinks milk, it should taste good, and it must be something he has never drunk before. The milk-drinking master is not just bragging.

Meng Hai knew that he would not meet acquaintances or friends in the village in the city. It was very interesting for him to be here. This place was a strange place for him. He was a stranger to this place. This

This feeling of strangeness is actually a feeling of freshness. Meng Hai likes this, it feels fresh every day.

Yesterday, Meng Hai was still in Wolu City. Today, he came to Cricket City. Cricket City is another fresh city. The urban village here is also a fresh urban village.

It was unknown who he would meet in this strange place. Meng Hai could not tell who he would meet or what he would experience. This feeling of being full of unknowns was exciting.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Meng Hai woke up from his sleep. This was his first sleep in Cricket City. This sleep was smooth and solid. After sleeping, Meng Hai forgot all the worries before and saw the bright world today.

, as if the days start again from today.

I have never been to Cricket City Menghai before, I have only seen it on the map. This medium-sized city does not have much magic power to attract many people. It has a small population. It is this city with a small population that Menghai

It is called a docile city. There is no crowding of people or the terrible roar of a large number of machines. This city gives people the impression that it is not impatient and docile.

After coming out of the hotel, Meng Hai turned around and looked at the hotel sign. It was very small and crooked, and looked like it would fall off when the wind blew. But the sign never fell off, maybe because there has been no strong wind during this period.

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Yes, there is no strong wind here, the air is humid, and the weather is pleasant every day. You don’t have to worry about being uncomfortable living in Cricket City, or the weather here will affect your mood. Everything here is suitable. People live here.

, suitable anywhere.

What's more interesting, special and worth mentioning is that there is a fresh milk house here, where Meng Hai drank hot milk last night. It tasted mellow and delicious, and Meng Hai was happy to be able to drink milk in the fresh milk house.

Yesterday, when he left the milk house, Meng Hai brought back two bottles of milk. The milk was in glass bottles and was placed in the incubator overnight. In the morning, Meng Hai opened the cabinet door and took out the hot milk. Before he even opened the bottle, Meng Hai seemed to smell

The mellow aroma of milk has arrived. Milk-drinking masters love drinking milk. As long as they can drink milk, they will be happy.

As I said, there are no acquaintances here. Meng Hai didn't know anyone when he went to the street. He simply didn't go out and stayed in the room. He forgot the hotel sign at the door just now. The hotel sign was so shabby, but

The room is OK, I lived well. It has a TV, air conditioning, and bathroom. It is also a warm room. Meng Hai has gone from one warm room to another warm room these days. These rooms are all so warm.

, Meng Hai felt as gentle as a woman in the warm environment.

What can be done in the room? Apart from watching TV and playing with mobile phones, Meng Hai has nothing to do in the room, but what can he do when he goes out? There is nothing to do when he goes out. Eat? Drink? Meng Hai doesn't want to

He didn't want to eat or drink. He would rather sit in the room doing nothing and recuperate.

But he couldn't sit there all the time. He couldn't just sit there. Meng Hai opened the door to see if there was anything interesting outside. But when he opened the door, there was nothing outside except the corridor, not even a cleaning person.

There were no people either. Meng Hai was just so bored, like a mental patient.

There are drinking competitions in some places. Whoever can drink and whoever drinks the most wins the competition. If he wins the competition, he will get a bonus. But Meng Hai’s drinking milk is different from those drinking competitions. He can’t drink milk even if he drinks milk.

When he received the bonus, he drank milk because he loved it and liked the taste of milk. He drank milk not for others or money, but for himself.

Not long after Meng Hai opened the door to the room, the door opposite him also opened. Inside the opposite door, the sun was shining brightly, and the sunlight spread on the white sheets, making the bed look so soft.

There is a girl sitting on the edge of the bed. She is holding a book in her hand, but the book is upside down.

She just opened the door, then sat on the bed and wanted to read a book, but she took the book down.

Meng Hai took a closer look and realized that the girl sitting on the bed was blind. She could not see.

"Are you reading a book?" Meng Hai asked this question outside her door.

"I," said the girl, "I can't see, I can't see anything."

"Do you mind if I come into your room?" Meng Hai asked outside the door.

"Who are you?" The girl was a little cautious.

"I live in this hotel, which happens to be across from you," Meng Hai said, "can't you see it?"

"Yes. Come in." The girl allowed Meng Hai to go in.

Meng Hai got permission and walked into her room. He saw that the girl's hair was very long and black and bright. She was so beautiful, but he couldn't see himself.

"I was born blind, I can't see, I can't see anything," the girl said with regret, "Oh, there's nothing I can do. What's your name?"

"Ah, Meng Hai, my name is Meng Hai." Meng Hai sat down on a wooden chair opposite the girl.

"I haven't talked to me for a long time. She left and didn't come back for a week. She just sent me money. She used to come every day." The girl said, "Call me Mingming. Mingming is my little one."

The name is the nickname."

"Ah, okay, don't you have any relatives?" Meng Hai asked with concern.

"Originally, there is, but," Ming Ming said this, feeling a little sad in his heart, "How should I put it? Do you know Baiyu Mountain? My relatives were all killed by the evil people on Baiyu Mountain. I am a blind girl,

I have a girlfriend who sent me money because I am a lesbian. She has not come for a week. Before, she came every day and brought me gifts every day. But she seemed to have found a boy who is bisexual.

Sexuality.”

Meng Hai: "Ah, have you always been here?"

"Yes, I have been here for half a year," Mingming said. "I cook and wash the dishes by myself in the hotel. I have some magic weapons that can help me with cooking and so on. I don't have to worry about the food not being cooked properly."

Meng Hai: "You are a strong man, a strong man."

Mingming: "The strong, even the strong, are forced out. I can't see. I haven't been able to see anything since I was born. My world is dark, and I have never known what light is."

Meng Hai has seen many blind people, and also many deaf-mute people. At the earliest time, Meng Hai saw a mute in the village. He could actually make sounds in his mouth, but he just couldn't speak. The mute couldn't speak. He

He was making a lot of noises in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was conveying. It seemed that this sound of making noises was his way of conveying information, but no one seemed to be able to understand him.

At that time, Meng Hai was very surprised by the state of this man. His voice was loud, and his facial expressions were very exaggerated when he said a word. In order to say a word, he wanted to use all his strength, which others could do when they were very young.

This thing, he is in his thirties, but he has never done it.

This kind of tragic thing really exists in the real world. Meng Hai saw with his own eyes those people in a tragic state. Those people were sad in their hearts. The world may be very wonderful and there are many interesting things.

But those who are in a tragic state have no connection with many interests and are incompatible with many interests. How does a person with missing legs feel when he sees others running on the playground?

Meng Hai had seen people who longed for a simple thing, but he couldn't do such a simple thing, and he knew that he would never be able to do it in his life, and he would never be able to do it until his death. This kind of thing

The psychology of tragedy, this sad emotion, will be like a sharp knife, planted in the hearts of blind people, deaf-mute people, disabled people and other tragic people. It will grow, and every time it grows, it will prick the owner's heart.

Seeing the blind girl in front of him, Meng Hai felt infinite sympathy. He had a girlfriend, but at this moment he wanted to hug this girl. The aura she exuded was weak. It was a kind of weakness.

The aura of a girl, an aura that makes people want to protect her. Meng Hai sat opposite her, obviously unable to see Meng Hai, but Meng Hai wanted to hug her.

"Can I hug you?" Meng Hai asked for Mingming's opinion.

"No." How could he allow a stranger to hug him? This is not allowed, absolutely not allowed.

The sunshine on the bed is warm, and the sunshine is that warm yellow color, but this color cannot be seen obviously. The name Mingming seems to express a desire, a desire for light, a desire to see, so it is called Mingming. (~^
Chapter completed!