You hugged her, and the sofa made a sharp sound from the ass, like a long fart, you touched it inch by inch by the waistline of her jeans, the cold body did not have a trace of human temperature, and you felt the chill instantly from your finger. Pointing to the arm, the freezing sound of Bing Ling beeping, you turn your head to look at her in amazement, it is clearly an unclothed Bai Sensen's skeleton, and the five fleshy finger bones have already hit you. You pouted and kissed the skull head swaying from side to side. You directly kissed two rows of teeth. You said that the girl had a good waist.
Lao Tie, don't put it tight, can't you keep fish if you have the rest? Do it, don't talk nonsense.
If you don’t speak, you raise your hand to signal to wait. You feel that the wine you drink first rushes down the esophagus, into the intestines and stomach, and then squeezes through the folds of the large intestine, turning into a mass of air that accumulates near your anus. You lift your butt gently and try your best Controlling the intensity of the asshole contraction, people unconsciously let out a smashed fart, and finally regained their spirits, yelled, dry, and drank the rest of the wine in one go. You see your old iron belching and turning to salute others. You see the dick in front of him and the tail behind him. The dick is small but the tail is big, moving one by one on the colorful ground. You sniffed the air around you quietly. Fortunately, it was tasteless.
Are you a saint, tell me, are you a goddamn saint?
You don’t want to know if the mother of the woman who is pressed by your old iron is a saint. You only see a Zhong Kui, standing majesticly on the sofa of the bar at the moment, with a squeaking in his hand. Little ghost, this scene reminds you of the New Year pictures posted at the door of your house when you were young. You heard that Zhong Kui who catches ghosts is also a ghost. The big ghost in ghosts. Ghost hunting is not for the people. It is purely for eating, so you know, It turns out that it is only natural for a big ghost to eat a little ghost. You see that there are many Zhong Kui in this room. Every Zhong Kui has his own little ghost, and you also have it. Your one is called the white bone spirit.
So you know, it turns out that you can also see ghosts in people’s hearts. This ability is not talent or supernatural ability, but learned from books. The more books you read, the more ghosts you can see. This There are so many books in the world, but they all have a name, which is called The Book of Ghostbusters. You look at ghosts, you look at other people’s ghosts, and you also look at yourself. It’s just that you never catch ghosts, not only because you hate Zhong Kui, but because it’s useless to catch them, because everyone, everyone you know and people you don’t know , Including yourself, have completely become ghosts.
I don’t know from which day, a ghost started to be around you. At the beginning, you always beware of it, hitting it with your hands, kicking it with your feet, cursing it with the most vicious language, you once wanted to throw it to death on the slide in the kindergarten, The reward and punishment book of the elementary school teacher left traces of your struggles with it. Your friends have witnessed your fight with it. During the college entrance examination, your volunteer list was written with your declaration of war against it, but there was no more after that. , This ghost has become your friend, it is inseparable from you, and it is accompanied by you. Together, you received the teacher’s first little red flower, because it helped you to copy the first full score, and you chased the first one together. Girl, because it bought her a rag doll with the money stolen from her parents. Together, you got the praise of your friends, because its bricks were slapped on the head of the kid who didn’t know the fun, and you even together After being beaten, for the whistleblower... Since then you have known that you and it can no longer be separated, it is gradually integrating into your body, expelling the original you, and becoming you, you are a ghost, you Already one.
It’s just that you lost yourself, but you don’t know where you left it. Maybe you lost it under the banyan tree by the pond, maybe it was on the middle school desk full of nonsense, maybe it was after a hangover, it was like The hapless policeman in "The Detective" was thrown in the woods where you killed for the first time. The irony of this incident is that you are always waiting for you where you left you, even if you know where you are. , I won’t go to you again, because you love the way you are now, even if it’s just a ghost, the words you use are wonderful and grow.
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