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Tenant Downstairs _ Nine Knives - Posted By Barros (barros) on 13th Jan 23 at 3:13am
No, how can I have the nerve to go into a girl's room? That coffee shop is really nice. I've wanted to go there for a long time, but I'm so lonely that I'm always embarrassed! So it's my treat. Don't stand on ceremony! I said hurriedly, almost taking out the money. "All right." Yingru finally nodded. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Coffee shop. Yingru ordered a cup of your wife. This surprised me. I've never seen a coffee drinker like Yiru add milk to her coffee. She always has a way of surprising me. I ordered a glass of Irish and an extra wad of chocolate biscuits and a wad of croissants. "Thank you for your hospitality." Yingru said. "Ha, don't be so polite. Do you think it's okay here?" I smiled. A cup of coffee here costs about two hundred yuan, and I can't help it if I can't get through. "It's nice here." She said politely, smelling the coffee and smiling, "But you really should try my coffee some other time. At least it's much cheaper than here, and it doesn't taste so bad." "Is it?" I smiled, and there was a cold sweat on my back. Fortunately, this is a public place. Yingru observed the milk halo on the coffee, pushed aside a milk ball, and slowly poured it in. The milk drops into the coffee and the rigidity spreads. Ying Ru looked at it in a trance. By the way, you just mentioned in the hallway that you're not really a writer.. What does that mean? ?」 I asked. Learn about her career as a starting point for the chat. "I'm a publishing house writer who specializes in ghostwriting." Yingru looks up and explains, "I write for all kinds of writers,saw palmetto extract, publishing houses, and all kinds of subjects, and finally hang their names on it." "Oh..". I see No wonder I can't find your work. But if you can write something, why don't you just put your name on it? Isn't that better? If you take royalties, you should get more money. I asked. "Not everyone is interested in being famous, like me." Ying-ju explained in a soft voice,pumpkin seed extract, "Writing under someone else's name allows you to try more subjects and have more opportunities.". As long as you are willing to work hard to study new things, you are not afraid of not having a job, but if you hang your name and fail once, the next chance will be far away. Research new things? What kind of research do you need to help mess with other people's bodies? A psychopathic murder novel? What about recently? What have you been writing lately? I. "Recently I've been helping Miss Chiang write a book on personal financial planning, and these are all the rage these days." Yingru added another milk ball. "Miss Chiang?" I'm curious. "This is a business secret." Ying Ru's smile is very happy, if I am really interested to continue to ask, she certainly will not hide. But I'm not interested in other people's business. "Would it be very tiring for you to be a ghostwriter like this and have to study and do research yourself?" I asked. "Yes." Ying Ru. What do you usually do for recreation? Do you cook like yesterday? I smiled. Chat on the Internet, travel, think about things, make coffee. You look like a journalist. Yingru added another milk ball. But she hasn't had a sip yet. "Ha, phycocyanin spirulina ,rosmarinic acid supplement, chatting on the Internet. It's hard to learn new things at my age." I talk to myself. "And Mr. Landlord himself?" Yingru's eyes looked at me curiously, but I knew she was not interested in me at all, just laughing and laughing. "I read the newspaper and watch TV, and my life has been a muddle. Thanks to you tenants, my dull and almost boring life has changed a little. I didn't imagine sitting face to face with a beautiful girl drinking coffee like this before." I said, that's also true. "Doesn't the landlord have a girlfriend?" Ying Ru asked. She's got five milk balls in her coffee. I think she was just playing with her coffee, and Yingru never intended to drink it in the first place. I've had one or two before, but the older I get, the less successful I am, and there are no good women to approach me. And I myself have become lazy. I said, that's also true. "Mmm." Yingru lowered her head and played with the foam on the coffee with a spoon. For a long time, neither of them spoke. I turned over the movie magazines on the table and ate chocolate biscuits, while Yingru, like an old gypsy, studied the white images on the coffee again and again, trying to divine something from them.
Sometimes, I would point to stars or movie stills in movie magazines and ask her what she thought, but the conversation between them became less and less. This is good. I don't believe in many rules of life, but the first one is that the more there is no topic, the more you can see what a person looks like in his heart. Because there are fewer and fewer false words to disguise, they are waiting to show their true colors. "Have you ever thought that your life might have come to an end?" Ying Ru stopped peeling the milk ball and suddenly threw this strange question to me. I was stunned on the surface, but in fact I was not so shocked. "I haven't thought about it. After all, it's still my own life." With a wry smile, I said, "No matter how boring it is, life will go on after all." That's right. Just have more fun. "The end does not necessarily mean death, nor does it mean that we cannot continue to live a comfortable life." Yingru gently refuted what I had just said. Her eyes were a little different from what they had just been, but I couldn't say what the difference was. I have never had a talent for the puzzle of "point out the ten ways in which these two paintings are different.". "Oh?" I think the best thing for her to say is not to express her opinion for a while. "The end is a life without change, a life that goes round and round without possibility. Too many people in this society have come to an end. Some have come to an end at the age of 30, some at the age of 20, and some in their teens." Yingru is still smiling, but the composition of that smile has deteriorated. But I can only feel, can only understand, but can not say the real subtle changes, just like expired milk,turmeric extract powder, you do not taste, smell, otherwise you will never find that the pure white bottom has been rotten and acidified. prius-biotech.com