Bottle evil joke

"So, will you marry Comrade Zhang Qiling?" Wu Xie turned to see the man with a happy smile and couldn't help laughing: "I do." Suddenly in a trance, Wu Xie opened his eyes again, only to find himself sitting at home and looking up to see a hexagonal bell. It turns out that everything is a fantasy. He glanced at the black-and-white photo of the deadpan man in the corner and shook the bronze bell again. "Bell-"

Naively decided to follow my brother for a day. In the morning, my little brother got up in a daze, failed to crack eggs when making breakfast, and decided to cook the whole thing ... After a long time in a daze, he went to the antique shop and found that he forgot to bring the door key, and finally broke the door open with two fingers in an instant ... At night, he chased mosquitoes and wiped off the quilt ... Naive, he finally couldn't help but touch it out and wanted to cover it for him-"/kloc" White impermanence pulls the chain.

Fat man has been keeping a lot of things from Wu Xie. For example, ten years later, when he and Wu Xie entered bronze doors, all they found was a white bone and a black gold ancient knife. Wu Xie picked up the bones and sobbed. He didn't tell Wu Xie that the skeleton didn't have two unusually long fingers; I didn't tell him that there was a faint musk smell here; Moore didn't tell him, he saw Zhang Qiling hiding behind a boulder, with waist-high black hair, forefinger in front of his lips and red eyes.

There is a mute in the mountain and a Lama in the temple. The Lama is white-haired and shivering when he walks. Every time the mute comes out of the mountain and the Lama comes out of the temple, he will meet on a steep mountain road. When the rubble rolled down, the dumb always helped the Lama inadvertently. The Lama has carved the young man in his heart, while the mute is still shuttling between the snow and the wind. Everyone says he is ruthless, but he doesn't know that an action is to make up for what he missed in his life.

The black blind man is broken.

The explanation took several times to make it clear.

Then a faint nod, said know. Nobody dares to ask.

When Master Hong died in February that year, Jieyuhua felt that her sky had collapsed.

Now the blind man is dead. But he smiled. The people in the street are right. He committed too many crimes in his life, so God took away all those who loved him.

Xie Jia is the same as before, so are Jieyu flowers.

It's just that he likes to sit under the tree and do nothing when the begonia blooms. He heard that people often return to their homes after death, so he wants to meet the person he cares about.

In the twilight, he saw a black figure, and the man smiled at him impudently.

He said to him, "I want to warm a cup of tea for you for the rest of my life." Remember to go home in the evening breeze in Shi Yang. "

However, it was a dream, and Jieyu Hua woke up with tears on her face.

# Black flowers #

At night, Jieyu Hua woke up from his dream, and the dreamer hugged him tightly. He held a viscous liquid in his hand, and he could even feel his faint heartbeat gradually.

Xie Yuhua woke up, sat on the bed, bit her lip tightly, and thick sweat on her forehead stayed down her cheeks.

At last he couldn't help hiding his face and crying. Moonlight reflects tears, like a shining jewel.

That man is black and blind, a soft thorn in Jieyu Hua's body, and a scar in his heart that will never heal.

The black blind man is watching quietly in the corner now. He stared at Jieyuhua's tears, looked at his transparent body and said with distress, "Hua, don't cry, I can't hold you."

My name is bronze doors, and this is an emerging topic. In front of me is the endless Snow White and a group of people who keep repeating their fate, fascinated; Behind him is a skeleton guarded from generation to generation and endless loneliness and faint sadness. And what I blocked was not only the huge secret, but also the painful thoughts of those two people. He said, take him home on 20 15. But I know that fake ghost seal can't open the door.

There is Xizi Lake in the south and Changbai Mountain in the north, which is a long way.

The moment I fell off the cliff and covered my neck, the snow was as heavy as it was then, but no one would jump off the 30-meter cliff to save me. (Wu Xie)

To Wu Shuo: "If you remember me ten years later ..." But the truth is, if you remember Wu Xie ten years later.

Brother, how are you getting along there?

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Have you taken good care of yourself?

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Have you eaten carefully? Your stomach is not good.

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The weather is getting colder. Stop wearing your blue hoodie. It's freezing.

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And ... did you miss me today?

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Hey, hey, I miss you, too. You are still as quiet as before, always saying every word.

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Good night. See you tomorrow.

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Hey, do you think there is something wrong with our third master? He was still so happy that he hung up two numbers and chatted with the automatic reply for a long time.

Shh, don't let him hear you. Third mistress has been like that since that dumb Zhang was put into a bucket last time.

On Valentine's Day, Hua Ye, who was going to help his son, gave a box of chocolates to Black Xiaohua and asked him to give it to Zhang. On February 14, Heihua obediently gave it to Xiao Xie, saying, "My father gave it to me? Unknown so, the little devil, obediently gave innocence when he got home. Say, Uncle Huahua gave it to me? Hearing this, the little brother picked up the old black gold knife and said, "I'm going out for a while." "

Blind man, this water is too hot!

Wait a minute, master Hua. I will change it.

Blind man! It's too cold!

Ok, I'll change it again.

Blind man! Rice is too salty!

I see. I will do it again.

The soup is too weak!

I was wrong.

……

(⊙o⊙) Wow, Xiaohua's temper is just what you can stand.

Wu Xie looked at the busy black glasses strangely.

I spoiled him, so no one robbed him

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Blind man! I want some water.

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Blind man!

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Blind man!

There is never a new voice in the empty room.

Blind man, I'm not willful. Come back.

The pink shirt man sobbed, tears dripping on the black and white photos in his arms.