She filled up the last cup of tea, took off her shoes and replaced them with more comfortable slippers.
The weather suddenly turned cold. Caught off guard, it seems that the transition from summer to winter suddenly occurs.
The changed shoes were taken to the balcony to dry. The sun slowly shone into the dim room, and the furnishings in the room seemed to be covered with a layer of golden yellow.
cold. she thinks.
Take out and put down the down jacket in the cupboard. I feel that I am too young to wear a down jacket. The crowd on the street has already changed into cotton clothes.
Winter is here.
The wind pierced directly into the human body with biting coldness. Drive muscle tremors.
She tied her messy hair tighter.
Someone called her.
She thought it would be someone who reminded her to pay attention to her body when the weather suddenly became cold, but it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.
The items purchased online have not arrived after more than ten days. The shopkeeper asked if the goods had been received.
She nodded.
It was an oolong. Because life is too busy, the convenience store where the courier is placed at the door has not been picked up. When I remembered one day, the message sent by the courier had been deleted long ago.
If the time of the day is full, how can we spare time to pursue poetry and distant places?
She stood by the window and looked into the distance.
Never dare to try to go anywhere else. Stubbornly imprisoning himself within three inches.
"What have you gained all these years. What have you missed?" she murmured.
Busyness will make life more fulfilling. I have never been to the sea, and I don't know the turbulence and magnificence of the ocean.
Those who have never climbed a mountain do not know the insignificance of human beings.
There are many mountains, emerald green peaks, and white snow lotus in Changbai Mountain.
The world is so wonderful.
"Friends, the weather is getting cold, pay attention to your body." Send this innocuous message to Moments. No need for attention or pity. There are people you know or don't know in the circle of friends. And they are the most ordinary strangers.
The water in the cup was steaming.
She took a sip quietly. The whole body is covered by a warm current. Putting on a thick coat, he hesitated for a while on whether to wear high heels. Finally put on a pair of cotton shoes. Catch the early bus to work. There is still a breakfast in hand.
on duty off duty. Take the same bus and pass different people.
Busy work made her too tired to say a word when she got off work. Sometimes I work overtime very late and miss the last bus. Reluctant to take a taxi, choose to walk home. Accompanying her is the crooked moon above her head.
The city surrounded by darkness is so quiet and frightening. want to cry. Maybe it's just because of emotion. The heart is too quiet.
A person goes a long way.
Hungry growls. But can't eat anything. When I was a child, I craved endless snacks. I miss that feeling when I grow up.
Where there is desire, there will be expectation.
It takes six traffic lights to get from the company to home, and there are no extra vehicles at the intersection. But she was willing to wait and watch the red light turn green. While waiting, I think about many things. working life.
Stress is everywhere. Can only sigh indifferently.
Her life is like this crossroads. No matter go left, go right, or go forward bravely, it is full of unknown possibilities. She knew that no matter what choice she made, it would not be complete for an ordinary life.
Go home along the fixed route. The rented apartment was deserted. Added a strange color to the lonely night.
She went up the steps of the stairs. Dim lights illuminate her way forward.
When the night comes, no one will accuse her of not doing a good job, although she has worked very hard.
No one will discuss right and wrong about her. Although she has learned to understand and tolerate.
She took off her high heels and walked a long way, with a dull pain in her ankle. That kind of pain drilled into the heart bit by bit. She frowned slightly.
She lay on the soft sofa, gently twisting her ankles. No one will hand her a cup of hot tea or remind her that it is too cold to catch a cold.
Everything is so quiet.
It's so quiet that you want to cry. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com