Let me emptiate for fifteen minutes, as if I was pinching a quit in my heart. The moment she opened her eyes, the syringe on her head was just finished, and there was only the last bit left in the infusion tube. She waited patiently until the end, and did not ask the nurse. She pulled out the needle herself, sat by the bed and pressed it with her hands for a while, and got up and left.

I touched the phone of an elderly person who was still in my pocket. After just waking up, I confirmed that the phone had not broken. Unfortunately, otherwise it would be a huge expense to buy a new one. Before leaving, I subconsciously swept around the hospital bed where I was lying, and found a wool blanket on the snow-white quilt, which felt delicate and was expensive to touch.

"This blanket?"

"Take it back on you."

After hearing the nurse's words, Zhuang Sheng had to put this blanket that did not belong to him on his arm and walked out towards the hospital gate.

After going back and forth, it was already dark and the hospital was a distance from where he lived. Zhuang Sheng took out the bus card in his back pocket of his jeans and went to the stop sign two hundred meters away to wait for bus No. 8.

Fortunately, it is now after the rush hour, I did not squeeze into meat on the bus, and there was even a seat two stops before getting off the bus. The person in the seat got off at the station. Zhuang Sheng was closest to her. She had been waiting for a long time. She held the pull ring on her head tightly and took a step to the side. Just as she was about to sit on, a man in his thirties rushed out from the side and grabbed Zhuang Sheng.

The other party was about to fall down, and one arm grabbed the fabric on his shoulder, and pulled him up no less than the force he had taken to sit down, then pulled him away, pushing him away, and finally snatched back to his original position.

"Fuck." The man shouted so hard that the whole carriage heard it, and said, "What the hell is going on? Are you robbing the seat? Are you talking about social ethics?"

"You know better than me who robs whom." A cold voice came from the woman's mouth. She raised her head, her eyes from low to high, looking at the man from an angle of upturn, allowing her to create a condescending aura of condescendingness.

The beautiful girl confronted the unkempt man, which attracted the attention of many passengers, especially Zhuang Sheng, who had just gotten sick and had a blood-colored lips, and he looked very weak at first sight. The man received many silent condemnation eyes.

Someone started to whisper, slapped the man in the face every sentence.

"It's so fucking unlucky." The man spat and walked away embarrassedly.

Zhuang Sheng closed his eyes.

If she had put it in the past, she might have been able to endure it. Today, she was very restless. Maybe she had passed away after fainting outside and couldn't feel at ease. There was also tomorrow's work and the rent that she had to pay at the end of the month, each one was pressing on her heart, and her breathing was not smooth.

I really want to find someone to fight.

Zhuang Sheng thought with a sharp look.

The finger joints were pinching and clattering, and the neck was even turning back and forth, relaxing the muscles and bones.

"Xx has arrived, please get off the car from the back door." Zhuang Sheng got up from the seat with a tense face, glanced at the man before, and jumped down from the car lightly.

On the way from the bus stop to the Tongzi Tower, the street lights with missing arms and legs were sparsely lit with two lights. Sometimes they were not effective, and a very fast figure ran out on this dim path.

She moved as fast as a cat sneaking in the dark, making almost no sound.

Zhuang Sheng enjoyed the feeling of the wind roaring in his ears. He stepped on the clouds and felt that he was about to fly. A distance of only 500 meters was not enough for her to warm up, so he ran upstairs, greeted the neighbor who was looking at her, holding an unknown wildflower picked from the roadside in his mouth, opened the door, and entered his own nest.

It is only a dozen square meters here, and the kitchen occupies a little bit, a table occupies a little bit, and a single bed occupies a little bit, and the place where you can settle is just a little bit. The bed is full of various T-shirts, and the pots and pans soaked in the pool are still soaked. The cramped space is filled with scents that will never smell good. Only the simple desk is clean and tidy, with a few books stacked.

Zhuang Sheng turned on the mini aromatherapy machine on the table to dissipate the smell of the house. The T-shirt bar on the bed was put into the bucket. After looking at the bowl in the pool for a while, he suddenly became less hungry after a afternoon.

Let's talk about it later. She thought.

I went to the public water room with a bucket of T-shirt and laundry soap. Half an hour later, the wrung T-shirt was hung on the clothespin in front of the door, swaying with the night wind.

There was a noisy sound from the window with the lights on, and she listened with her ears.

The couple downstairs quarreled again, and the children upstairs ran away from home again. The husband beat his wife, the wife beats her husband, and the children next door had to watch cartoons, but the family members were not allowed. The old man next door was coughing very badly and felt like he was going to the hospital.

Zhuang Sheng stood on the sixth floor, the highest floor of this tube building, with his hands on the fence. Looking around in the multi-modal of fireworks on earth, the most prosperous core business district in the capital in the distance was brightly lit, and the bustling of big shorts was ripe. The horizontal distance was only a few minutes away, but it was so far away.

After watching quietly for a while, he cursed the corners of his mouth, turned back to the room, and his waist was straight.

Don't expect soundproofing in this place. Zhuang Sheng dug out a pair of white headphones from the corners of the drawer and wore them on his ears. There is also a plastic bag on the bedside table, with a few needles on the surface, and the inside is filled with yarn balls.

Zhuang Sheng did not hurry and hung up his mask on his ears, pressed it on his phone, and posted a Weibo post: [It's starting]

There are no punctuation or signs, and they look a little cold like hers.

Soon, point your phone at the sink where you wash dishes in your room.

There are not many fans on Weibo, so naturally there are not many people during the live broadcast. A few people came in the live broadcast room, slowly browsing the barrage, and the familiar faces were all over the way back and forth.

-Here comes!

-squat!

- Am I the number one?

-Sir, Good evening

"Hello." Zhuang Sheng held his cell phone and slowly swept around the room, saying, "I'm lazy and didn't wash dishes. At least I washed the clothes I saved for several days. I originally wanted to buy a few oranges to dissipate the smell of the room, and I could still eat them back. But now oranges are not cheap anymore. After a while, it seems that the aromatherapy machine is more cost-effective, and it takes a long time to buy one free one."

-A real woman is not washing dishes hhhhhh

-Social My Voice Sister, a money-saving expert

-Have you had supper? If you don't wash dishes

-I need a whispering sister to save money for me

Zhuang Sheng replied to the words on the screen: "I just came back and didn't think about whether it was delicious or not. I might have to eat it. I will wash the dishes later when I eat."

- Come back so late

"Yes, I encountered some accident today and I'm late to come back." Zhuang Sheng said as he put up his phone and pointed it at his hands. When the camera swayed, he accidentally scanned his eyes and flashed by.

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

-Eye!

-The eyes are really beautiful!

- Rounding is a burst photo

- Rounding means getting married to me ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhuang Sheng turned a deaf ear to their praises. He took the needles and wool balls on the bedside table, and skillfully continued to knit the tricks she hadn't finished last time. She was used to doing something on her hands during live broadcasts, otherwise she would feel at a loss. It would be great to knit sweaters, so you don't have to watch them. In winter, you can still wear your own sweater scarf, which saves a lot of money.

Her dexterous and slender fingers shuttled between the needle and the white yarn, and she didn't speak for a long time.

-What should I tell us about it?

-Yes, it looks like you are not very happy

The topic on the screen has finally shifted from the beautiful eyes.

"I can't be happy. I fainted when I came back from get off work in the afternoon." Zhuang Sheng sighed, took the time to look down, confirmed that there was no needle leak, and said, "Heat stroke, the weather is too hot."

-This year is very hot, I have heat stroke around me.

- Have a good rest, it hurts

- Give me a little swearing sister

"Muma, let me say something happy," Zhuang Sheng's nose wrinkled, sweeping away the unpleasantness, and there was a smile in his eyes. "I hit a Didi today, and I actually got a Lamborghini, a two-seater sports car that was convertible, and it was very slim and yellow."

-Lamborghini is very sexy and yellow.

-Is there a very sexy little brother in the car?!

Someone asked on the screen.

"No," Zhuang Sheng smiled, "He is a very stinky little sister."

-Disappointed, not a little brother

-The lady is also very good, isn't she so beautiful

"I didn't see clearly, I was wearing sunglasses." Zhuang Sheng recalled, "The face is very small, and the sunglasses are half blocking it. It's very white. It should look good."

-The little sister who opens Lamborghini, the rich second generation

-There are so many rich second generations, rich and beautiful, tsk

-How much like us, it's neither money nor good-looking

-Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"I don't have money either." Zhuang Sheng joked with them.

-But you look good.

-Although my sister didn't show her face, the sound made me pregnant ten thousand times ten thousand times ten thousand times

- People with good voices also look good, and do not accept refutation

"Is it an online dating? The kind that cuts the wrist when breaking up?" Zhuang Sheng smiled, vaguely remembering that there was an emoticon pack.

-hhhhhhh

- If Sister Xiaoshou is willing to fall in love with me online, I am willing

-The rival in love appeared on the upper floor!

-What kind of tricks did Sister Xiaoshou weave today?

Someone asked again on the screen.

"It's very ordinary." Zhuang Sheng shook his scarf with half knitted in his hand and spread it for everyone in front of the screen to show it. The pure white color was as fluffy and soft as the tail of a squirrel.

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

-This is normal, I may be a traitor

-I didn't expect you to be like this

-Sell it? I buy it, it looks very warm

-I don't know what's going on, but suddenly I thought about a beautiful young lady knitted sweaters with expressionless faces, and then a group of screaming fans beside me, so handsome, so handsome, our live broadcast room is really beautiful, last time my sister asked me what I was giggling, I said that watching the anchor knitting sweaters, it was poisonous

-hhhhhh is poisonous 1
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