The young man fished out the remains of the instant noodles and threw them into the kitchen waste bin, then diluted the soup and poured it into the sewer.
There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, and there seemed to be a little helplessness in the contempt.
"Then what kind of evaluation do you want? Green tea? Little white flowers? Or the Virgin?" Lao Wang pressed the remote control, and all the advertisements for the psychological clinic were removed. The curtains fell layer by layer, leaving only a cold white light in the room.
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"Coward? Isn't it appropriate for you to use this word to describe a little girl?"
"You? Come on, what kind of little girl are you? You are the proud disciple of Master Mie Mie, Little Mie Mie from Lecheng."
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Empty streets.
Thick dark clouds gradually fell, pressing on people's heads. Every wisp of air was stagnant, and the clouds made it difficult to breathe.
This sultry feeling often occurs in midsummer, but now is obviously not the time.
Yun Tuan took out the folding umbrella from his handbag, and as soon as he opened it and covered his head, it started pouring with rain.
She looked at the thickness of the clouds and estimated that she wouldn't be able to go back for a while.
Yun Tuan and Qi Qi simply asked for leave and found a bus stop to sit on.
The raindrops hit the awning, and gradually became denser. A lot of rain was blown up and hit the face of the cloud.
"Sister?"
When the semi-automatic umbrella is closed, the push button pops out from the metal hole on the umbrella handle, making a slight crisp sound.
Yun Tuan watched as the short-haired girl calmly took out a tissue, slowly wiped the public seat dry, and then sat down - something seemed different.
Yun Tuan was stunned. After a few seconds, she felt a little strange, "Why did you cut your hair so short?"
This hairstyle...if it were any shorter, it would still be considered a short haircut!
An Yuan's obsession with long hair used to be so deep that it was outrageous. The last time he cut his hair short, Yun Tuan was shocked. This time...
"Oh, it's okay, it's not a big deal. Don't worry, I'm fine. I just cut it a little shorter before and found it really convenient!"
An Yuan pointed at his head, his almond-shaped eyes slightly widened, with a gentleness and vitality similar to the warm spring sun, "I tell you, cutting your hair will make your hair lighter. This is addictive. Not only does it save money on washing,
It also saves time on blow-drying your hair!"
Yun Tuan blinked, stretched out his index fingers and made a cross, "No, I won't cut it, don't worry about it."
The special assistance team also has certain requirements for their image, and is not allowed to be too individual.
What's more, she had a similar short haircut in her senior year of high school, and she wasn't happy during that time.
"Have you been emotionally stable recently? Drinking alcohol is not a long-term solution." Yun Tuan started another topic, his eyes gentle and concerned.
"I'm not drunk. It's just that I was drunk the two times you came here. My mood is quite stable. I've started to learn to draw, and I've also tried hard to socialize. After all, it's been a year, and I can't hold on to something for the rest of my life.
Voice, chat history and photo life...
If you don't work, you will starve to death, and I have to pay you back."
An Yuan said, looking at the heavy rain curtain, he was still pale and frail, but much better than before.
"Well, work hard and pay back the money as soon as possible." Yun Tuan chuckled. In fact, she was the one who was emotionally unstable. She just used to endure it and calmed down on her own until the end.
This is not a good habit, but there is no safe haven for people like her.
"Hey, Sister, let's discuss something?" An Yuan came closer, her short chestnut hair was very eye-catching.
"What happened?"
"If it's overdue, can I pay less interest?"
"Well, it depends on my mood." Yun Tuan raised his eyes, enjoying the rare leisure.