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Chapter 119 Sudden Hardworking

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    Can't be regarded as a very diligent person, so I won't talk about the details, after all, it's a bit embarrassing to say.  Although face is inedible and has no special use, it is not very good to ignore it at all.

    However, it will suddenly become diligent indirectly.  That is, all of a sudden feel that the current state is unbearable and urgently needs to be improved.

    It could be a messy shelf of books, the disorder of certain layers in a closet, a corner of the yard overgrown with weeds.

    There is no rule in the time of attack. It is usually a whim, which is tolerable or unbearable.  Once the attack occurs, it is not so tired that it seems to be hollowed out, and generally cannot stop.

    It's a rare Sunday afternoon, a rare sunny day after the long rainy season, I grabbed a book and looked at the yard and read in a daze.  Suddenly, I felt that the yard outside was too messy, with dead grass, dilapidated flowerpots, traces of muddy water

    Throwing down the book, I put on an apron and walked out aggressively, waking up the dozing cat at my feet, who stared blankly at me through the glass door.

    Withered grass grew in almost every pot, drooping withered and completely lifeless.  Cleaned up a circle, the floor was messy.

    Arrange the flower pots according to their size and color, not in any order, as long as they look pleasing to the eye.

    Sweep out the almost rotten fallen leaves in the corner, and you will see a green vine full of green leaves.  It appeared in a strange place, not on the dirt, but lying on the concrete, hiding behind a bamboo broom.

    I pulled it out and followed the vines to find where it came from. Unexpectedly, it was a long journey.

    It grew out of the bushes far away, walked along the wooden fence, turned many turns, protruded from the stone railing, passed through the spokes of the bicycle wheel, twisted and stretched all the way, and stopped at a laurel tree  feet.

    Carefully draw it back according to the way it came, little by little, and finally wrap around the wooden fence, and keep company with the rose that has never bloomed.

    Yes, I don't even know what kind of plant it is.

    Then wash away the muddy water traces on the ground and railings.

    When sitting on the steps resting covered in mud, the sense of satisfaction is like having a cup of hot cocoa when you enter the house on a cold day.

    The plant that once traveled on an adventure climbed on the fence not far away.  I don't know if it will blame me, maybe it was going to a place it was longing for, but I twisted the direction.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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