Three years, one month, and seventeen days ago, I had set a noble goal for my boring life. I tore at the petals of the white roses, scattered them one by one, then gently raised my head, looked at the maddening blue sky, and said quietly, 'When I drank the three hundredth pot of lavender, I forgot everything I had before.' Throw away the memories and delete your own world. At that time, find a girlfriend seriously. ’

More than three years have passed, and I am suddenly confused. Because I have drunk two hundred and ninety-four pots of lavender, and there are six pots left, it will be my appointed time.

When the time comes, what kind of girlfriend will I find?

Four years ago, I once took it for granted that I had a girlfriend by my side. Therefore, when Shishi stayed by my side and took care of me meticulously, she would not feel abrupt or guilty at all. It's just wishful thinking that that kind of dedication is some kind of responsibility as a girlfriend.

Feeling, it's kind of ridiculous. There are many, many things in this world that are called responsibilities. However, the so-called responsibilities are all conditional. For example, parents and children, wives and husbands. But only between boyfriend and girlfriend, there is no responsibility. Taking care of and being taken care of are just two feelings. The feeling of loving and being loved.

I have long forgotten when I began to learn to take care of people. There was once a scarred man who hurt me, and they still say that I am a very good man, so good that I can't give up. So she repeatedly called me after someone else broke up and then found her, and she has been harassing me on the phone until now.

Am I a good man? Perhaps. Although he calls himself a good man a little blushing.

I suddenly remembered the person who mailed his alarm clock on his birthday for six years in a row. That strange person who doesn't know gender and age, does she also think that I am a good man that she can't let go?

Haha, in fact, it doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is that the lavender was about to run out, and I was starting to hesitate.

What kind of person will you be in the future, the dear you have never met and have never met.

For some reason, I've been thinking too much lately. Perhaps, it is really because the agreement of three hundred pots of lavender is about to be announced. Forget it, don't want to speculate anymore. It won't be long before everything comes to the surface.

It's just that today, I don't know who stuffed a very interesting thing into the mailbox. It was a bronze head, very ugly, but the moment I held it in the palm of my hand, I suddenly felt that the whole world in my eyes had changed violently.

The crowd in front of me, the building, and even my own feet, everything was distorted. I grabbed the telephone pole beside me and gasped deeply. The heart is constantly beating, and the images of this life are constantly floating in the brain.

Looking up, I saw a boy, a boy with a weird smile on his lips. He didn't say anything, just stretched out his right hand to me.

I felt like I understood his invitation. I understood my destiny.

The May 23 issue of the Metropolis Evening News devoted a full-page account of a murderous murder.

It is said that at around 2 p.m. on the 22nd, a man of nationality named Yan Biao was armed with a gun bought at a high price on the black market and killed all the residents on the floor where he lived. According to police statistics, a total of 79 people died on the spot, and only two children about four years old escaped the disaster by hiding in the closet.

The murderer fled immediately after committing the crime, and the police have issued a wanted warrant.

The prologue has long been ruthlessly opened, and the bad story is probably going to continue......

DateMay 21 7:19 p.m. walk

The German playwright Klugveikko once said, 'maybegodeetafeeetingtherightohateettheperson, oeful. ’

Translated it means, 'Before we meet the dreamer, the heavens may arrange for us to meet others first; When we finally meet the person we like, we should be grateful. ’

Recently, I've been enjoying walking alone more and more. There are many things that can come to mind. I don't know if it's because of a series of things that have happened recently that have made me anxious, and I'm in a bad mood these days.

Well, everything else is set aside. Let's start with walking. Do you know what Beb's Law is?

It is said that this was an interesting experiment done by a man named Beb.

If a person is holding a 300-gram weight in his right hand and puts a 305-gram weight in his left hand, he will not notice much difference until the weight of the weight in his left hand is 306 grams. If the right hand is holding 600 grams, the weight of the left hand must reach at least 612 grams to feel the weight, and the more you have to add it later to feel the difference. This phenomenon is known as "Bebb's Law".

"Beb's Law" can be seen everywhere in life. If the evening newspaper for 5 cents suddenly rises by 1 yuan, then you will feel incredible and unacceptable. However, if the original 500 yuan mp3 also rises by 1 yuan, or even 10 yuan, you won't mind too much.

For example, some people always complain that their friends are not as good as they were when they first met, but in fact, it is also "Bebb's Law" that is at fault. Sometimes you will be touched by the little care that strangers give you, so a lot of love always happens on the road. And no matter how much your relatives spoil you and love you, you may turn a blind eye or feel as plain as water.

Human senses are sensitive, but also inert. It can deceive our eyes into seeing things change, and it can also aggravate our feelings and lead us to lose our reason.

Therefore, we should not be too self-righteous, and we should treat all living beings with humility, so that we can make fewer mistakes and accumulate wisdom. The danger of the voyage of the sea of heart is that it is easy to lose.

The same goes for walking. Now, for example, I've come across a funny little thing. By the way, introduce yourself as usual.,My name is Ye Silent.,Ordinary high school juniors who often encounter strange events inexplicably.,Good and kind citizens.。

It seems that I, an ordinary and good citizen, would be a little troubled. For example, someone has been following me when I go out recently, and the way of tracking is really a bit unsightly, and I can't wait to find out sooner.

According to the personality of the stalker, it seems that he is secretly planning some strange things. Today I finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned into a remote alley, turned my back to the blocked exit, and said lightly, "Boring detective, how long do you want to follow me?" ”

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