Chapter 486: Inexplicable sourness

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――Don't go too far, you can go in the future, so it's more reassuring to go to the operating table, and tell her that she will definitely take her there when she recovers.

-- Well, I see.

――I wish my aunt a speedy recovery. Waiting for good news from Auntie.

When I copied the chat history, I remembered, should I be called an aunt before 90?

I rarely talk in this state of self, and most of the time I'm answering questions on a case-by-case basis. If it weren't for Yahoo's constant news that it would close its blog space, I would continue to communicate with netizens in the blog comments and tell the world that I would not open QQ space. QQ private chat has no scruples, I am easy to be scolded, I am in a bad mood, and I write about some sad things.

Blogging has messed up my life, and my husband's colleague no longer doubts his boast of marrying a writer, but says: You can't marry a writer, especially a writer who writes novels!

My husband said: Please, just pick one of these four virgins, don't offend too much, I will be scolded to death.

He thought it was simple, it wasn't a matter of picking one to love, but I just found out now that virgins are just as troublesome as married men, and even more troublesome than married men.

For married men, you only have to be lurking, and for virgins, you are responsible.

I really wonder how those old men can poison the next generation, the third generation of little girls!

After chatting with the four virgins, I gave up the dream of red apricots out of the wall, I don't want a married man, a non-virgin, and I don't dare to think anything about a virgin, so I honestly go to the nursing home as a volunteer.

But it's strange that whenever I decide to close my heart, it stands to reason that I should be unburdened, but there is always an inexplicable sourness welling up in my heart, and tears flow out unconsciously.

I didn't want to write about it a long time ago, but I'm afraid that kind of sad tears, if you lie down and don't update it, it will keep flowing.

I'm afraid of being asked and joked about my swollen eyes.

I don't know if it's because I'm sentimental or if it's something else. You can only do anything else if you send new chapters for review every day.

I feel that the autumn wind is very biting, and my mother still wears single clothes and says that she is afraid of heat. So I took her to do a beauty project called aroma whole body lymphatic drainage, my card was discounted for 380 yuan at a time, my mother said that it was better to spend one or twenty yuan in the massage parlor in my hometown, and resolutely did not go, and said that I was stupid and was led by others, and the money on the card was used and did not go again, "You are a good person, don't be spoiled by them." ”