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Yesterday, I dreamed again I was walking on the street with a backpack on my back. In the backpack was my good friend Liu Dong (pronounciation). I carried him on my back. We chatted and laughed all the way, and it felt good. It was a bit cold outside, he fell asleep, his arms were hanging down from his backpack, I was afraid that he would freeze, so I kept holding his hand to keep each other warm, and then I felt that it was a bit troublesome to occupy my hands like this , so I put Liu Dong's hands into my pockets. I have admiration for Liu Dong, walking like this, it's cold, but my heart is warm.
Instead, I went back to a building similar to a dormitory. When everyone saw me coming back, they came up to ask me about the status of the Liszt (pronoun) case. As far as I recall, the Lister case was a recent appalling tragedy, the details of which were even more unimaginable. And the time I went out just now, I did visit some places related to the Liszt case, and I remembered some scenes and places I went to when everyone asked me about it. In my impression, there is a somewhat gloomy empty house, with many doors, and waste paper scattered on the ground, full of dust.
I walked out of the curious crowd and returned to my room. There were other friends in the room. I looked towards my bed. I wanted to lie on the bed and take a good rest, but when I looked this way, I found a man The quilt wrapped around me is lying on my bed resting. Immediately, I got annoyed, and immediately drove the man away, thinking that I would have to change all the sheets and quilts, it was so disgusting.
I sat on a big bed and took off the backpack I was carrying. I wanted to shake Liu Dong out of the backpack, but I didn¡¯t expect that it was my good friend Zige (pronounciation), and I chatted with Zige. I feel a little strange, I have the impression that there is a man in this backpack (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com