Chapter 18: Where to go and nowhere to go
If I put my pen down now and someone with a discerning eye takes a look, wouldn't I immediately fall into the wrong trap?
Today, I thought I could see Shangshu!
But the strange thing is that she didn't see him or hear him say a word. How did he know that her clothes were disheveled?
And who would have proposed this matter of copying Buddhist scriptures?
Why do you say this? Is it really just to punish yourself?
Putting down her pen, Siya began to seriously think about her current situation.
He has never left the house and has no chance to go out, and escape is obviously impossible;
Everyone dislikes her, but except for Siyu, no one deliberately comes to make things difficult for her!
The rejection, resistance and contempt in their eyes made her feel uncomfortable, but there was no way to change it!
It seems that she is very passive in everything now and finds it difficult to leave.
"Bang bang..."
Not knowing who was knocking on the only window, Siya got up and strolled to the window
I wanted to open the window, but found that the window was completely dead. A piece of white paper was passed through the crack of the window:
"Miss, this is your original handwriting, I'm leaving!"
It's grass!
Siya's heart felt hot. She said that she would never be emotionless again, and she would never be emotionless again.
But now, looking at this considerate little grass, her heart still warms up
I opened the note tremblingly, only to see that there were only a dozen large characters on it.
After careful comparison, with my current skills, I am afraid that I cannot write such words no matter what.
Just pack the note and sit on the chair and continue to be dazed.
My original self had practiced calligraphy for three years, but my handwriting was only acceptable;
And this Siya, an unpopular young lady, does she have a master to teach her?
Judging from her handwriting, she has been practicing for at least five or six years?
I don’t know if it’s because she’s very talented or...
The more I think about it, the more confused I become. It turns out that there are more and more mysteries surrounding the owner of this body.
Even with Siya's wisdom of nearly thirty years old, she still can't figure it out
Finally, I had to give up
I casually flipped through Buddhist scriptures to pass the time, waiting for myself to be released.
This chapter has been completed!