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Chapter 252 2017.6.25 Residence

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    ? Yesterday, I dreamed again I came to the courtyard of Baolian Temple (referred to as) not far from home. The temple is preparing for expansion, and I came here to live.  A master nun showed me a house where I could live. I followed and looked, and it was a room on the west side of the small courtyard.  Then the master appeared by the side of the house, patted the house, said that the house was not good, said there were too many mosquitoes, and then walked to the door of the house on the east side of the house, and touched the door of the house on the east side.  The gate told me that this room is good, that I live in this room, and I live in one with her.

    I looked at these two rooms, both of which were newly built cement rooms, and it seemed that the cement hadn't dried out.  The kindness of the master made me very happy. The master is really compassionate and loving.  Then I happily walked into the east room, but I was dumbfounded as soon as I entered. It was dirty inside. There were two beds, one against the wall and one in the middle, and the one against the wall was relatively clean.  There are more than a dozen pairs of shoes neatly placed, which should belong to the master, so the bed should also belong to the master.  The bed in the middle is very dirty. The sheets and quilts are covered with black and gray marks. I don¡¯t know how long it has not been cleaned. Public places like temples should often have outsiders staying overnight.  I am very concerned about who has slept with, whether they are carrying germs, etc.

    Standing indoors in such an environment, I just wanted to come here. This place is not as comfortable as home at all, and this place is so close to home, why do I have to come here when I don¡¯t live at home?  For a while, I didn't know why.

    Instead, I sat on the bed wrapped in a warm and comfortable quilt and watched TV. Mom and Dad sat by the bed and watched TV with me, and we talked and laughed while watching.  Suddenly I realized that I was in the east room of the temple, so the quilt I was covering and the bed I was sitting on at this moment were clearly the dirty set I saw during the day.  Realizing this, I quickly lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, feeling sick in my heart.

    Instead, I pushed the door and walked into the school dormitory, where I was going to sleep at night.  My high school deskmate Lingling (pronounciation) ran towards me, happily pulled me out to buy food, and I even asked her about losing weight.  When we came to the ice cream store, one of us ordered a piece of ice cream, and Lingling wanted to buy a small cake, and even bought mine.  Seeing that it is already evening, eating like this is the rhythm of gaining weight. I am still losing weight recently, and there are still unfinished cakes in the dormitory.  I told Lingling that during the weight loss period, I would not eat cakes, and the dormitory also had them.  Lingling was still enthusiastic, she insisted on stuffing the cake into my hand, and said to let me try this taste.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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