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Chapter 88

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    Just now at Xiaojiang's place, I saw the sunset glow she took, and thought it was very beautiful, so I typed in the comment area: I like it

    Originally followed by "I like the open sky", I didn't expect that after typing the word "Like", it would automatically pop up: Li Xian.

    Recently, this one seems to be very popular. I didn¡¯t study carefully why he was popular. I glanced at it and probably acted in some drama with Yang Zi. It¡¯s the kind that doesn¡¯t try to open it after reading the title.

    And recently, I have never entered his name on the phone, so this is the system default: I like Li Xian now.

    What's the point?

    Compulsory liking has always been a bit regretful.

    Compared with hosting a show on stage, I prefer to sit in the dark under the stage and be a quiet spectator.  Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are my own and cannot be interfered with.

    But what was taught is that not everyone can be a host. If you have such conditions and such an opportunity, you should like it.

    The competitive self-esteem that has been bound since childhood does not allow myself to shrink back or admit my inner resistance.  So I painted disgusting heavy makeup, wore exaggerated and blingbling skirts, and stood where the lights gathered.  Facing the glare of the strong light, I couldn't see the faces off the stage clearly, but I had to say the words I had memorized in advance "pleasantly" and "naturally".

    That happiness is given by others and taken for granted.

    That happiness is what I don't want, what I want to avoid far away.

    So that writing seems to be something I like very much, and I have invested a lot of time and energy.  But many times I feel that this kind of liking may be imposed on myself.

    Maybe I want to prove it to myself, well, I do have my own hobbies, and I am not a mediocre earth carbon-based.

    More often, it is tangled, sluggish, and chaotic.  Trying to cover it up with seemingly beautiful words, and whitewash it with deliberately created illusions.

    This is just me, and I don't empathize with others.  After all, everyone is different.

    What kind of joy should it be to be able to do what you want to do and what you really like to do.

    There is a friend in the circle of friends. In fact, it is not a friend, but only a one-time relationship.  He opened a hydroponics shop in a street in Nanjing where I lived for many years.  Walking into the store, it seems that you have fallen into the wonderland of the Wizard of Oz. It is impossible to experience the beauty without being there.

    The most impressive thing is a huge landscaping water tank facing the gate.  The mountains and rocks are verdant, the waterfalls are gurgling, and under the clear water, the aquatic plants have different postures.  The ones that shuttle back and forth are small fish caught in the deep stream of Zijin Mountain.  The almost transparent body passed by, more like little elves.

    ? This afternoon, he updated his circle of friends and posted a video of his new water feature tank, in the usual fairy-like style.

    His text is written like this

    When I was young, I liked summer the most/I liked to go to the stream to watch small fish/so the pen name *Mu Qing/the store was named *Yinge.

    Seeing such text, and the beautiful small fish water feature tank, I hugged my phone and envied it for a long time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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