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Chapter Eleven

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    Chapter Eleven

    The hot water hits the calves and insteps, and the warm feeling neutralizes the pain on the soles of the feet.  Touching the skin on the instep with my hand, it was a bit astringent, hard calluses formed on the joints of my toes, and I didn't feel my nails scratching.  Suddenly, I remembered a sentence I saw in a book:

    The feeling of failure is like the blisters on the feet wearing high heels, it hurts to the touch.  But when you wear out the blisters and calluses, you won't feel it when you wear shoes with high heels.  Usually it only takes three days to turn the blister into a hard callus, but the premise is that you still need to walk during these three days.

    I have been away for six years, why is this hard callus still aching?

    Wei An was a little slumped, and shrank subconsciously.  The water in the basin seemed to be a little cold, Wei An probed it with her hands, and took a towel to dry her feet.  It's better to go to bed earlier, otherwise the coldness of the night will seep into the skin and reach the heart.

    A person's weekend is very boring, but he doesn't want to go anywhere.  Zaizai called and said that his colleagues would go to sing together tonight, but Wei An refused after thinking for a while.  After hanging up the phone and meditating for a moment, I also felt that the too quiet room was a little disturbing, so I played music and started reading.

    The soft melody echoed in the empty room, and Wei An looked at the book in her hand without turning to the next page for a long time.  After pondering for a moment, he got up and turned off the music.  The room became quiet again, Wei'an folded the corner of the book and walked to the window.

    There is no sunshine today, layers of dark clouds cover the sky, heavy pressure, but it does not necessarily rain, just so silent and hazy, hiding loneliness in the cold air, being sucked into the body by people, hollowing out their bodies  joy.

    This is loneliness.

    Wei An suddenly understood a sentence she had seen a long time ago.  Loneliness is when you need others and you can't find them everywhere.  You are self-sufficient when you don't need it.

    Can't help but laugh out loud.  How could she have become so hypocritical unknowingly.  It even reminded her of when she was in college. At that time, there were young literary and artistic youths looking up at the sky at 45 degrees everywhere, frowning all day long, looking worried about the country and the people and not appreciated.  When he spoke, he also sighed and sighed, sad and sad all the time, and always dragged a few awkward and hypocritical sentences that he couldn't understand at all, thinking that he was a poet.

    Thinking about it now, it is mostly a peculiar problem in adolescence.  There is a poem how to say it.

    Young people don't know what it's like to be sad. They want to go up to the next floor, and they want to go up to the next floor. They force their sorrows in order to write new words.  Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it and give it up, but I say it's a cool autumn.

    If you want to talk, you can rest, if you want to talk, you can rest This is probably Wei An's current mood.  No matter what, I feel a sense of sadness about the past that cannot be recalled.  Sure enough, I can't stay alone for too long. It's better to find something to do, but I still don't want to go out, so let's watch TV dramas.

    After watching the TV for ten minutes, Wei An became a little impatient. Apart from the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the current TV dramas are idol dramas, and the Qing palace travels. There is not a single plot that is not sloppy.  After sitting on the sofa for another five minutes, I finally gave up.  She'd better watch it on the computer.

    In the constant numbness of the head, it was finally brought back to reality by the ringing of the phone.  Wei An searched for the ringtone and finally found her cell phone under the bed.  Su Qiao's phone call.

    "Hello~~~~" He picked it up lazily, with a long aria in his voice.  Su Qiao seems dissatisfied that Wei An answered the phone too slowly:

    "What are you doing, you haven't answered the phone for a long time!" Wei'an glanced sideways at the only computer screen that was lit in the room, and while pressing the ceiling light switch, a word came out casually:

    "House." Wei'an pursed her lips and snickered, she could completely imagine Su Qiao on the other end of the phone with black lines on her face.

    "What are you doing tomorrow?" Su Qiao took a breath and asked as calmly as possible.  Wei An tilted her head and thought for a moment:

    "House." With a "plop", it was the sound of Su Qiao falling from the chair, and Wei An smiled with satisfaction, this was the result she wanted.

    "Shen Wei'an!" Su Qiao yelled, Wei'an had expected it and quickly took the phone away from her ears, "Do you still have any pursuits! You will be at home to hatch eggs on a great weekend!"

    "Then why else?" Wei An's voice was innocent.  In fact, she was very clear in her heart that Su Qiao told her to only eat, go shopping and watch movies, and there was no other tricks.  But she can't discourage Su Qiao's enthusiasm, she can only pretend not to know.  Sometimes it's better to be stupid than smart.

    "Let's go to the movies, and eat and go shopping by the way." Sure enough.

    "Okay, call me at a fixed time." After finishing speaking, Wei'an hung up the phone amidst Su Qiao's cheers.  Turning around and glancing at the computer on the table again, the heroine was crying with rain on the screen.  think allKnowing that the final ending must be that the hero and heroine are together.  Such a tasteless TV series, I really don't understand why I watch it.  There are nothing more than two kinds of emotional outcomes in this world. One is to be with someone you like, which is love, and the other is to be with someone you don¡¯t like, which is called marriage.

    But having said that, it seems that many people's marriage and love at this stage don't have much to do with each other.  With regard to marriage, as long as they don't hate each other, any two people can live a lifetime. Of course, this must be attached to a strong material backing.  But love, once it changes hands, it is useless to say anything, and this fragile emotion cannot withstand the slightest deception, infidelity, and blasphemy What is the use of such a fragile vase?

    Wei An let out a cold snort, and took two steps to realize how incisive her thoughts were just now. It turns out that loneliness is really conducive to creation. She, Wei An, can become a philosopher one day, which is not easy.  The mood suddenly improved, and he turned around and went to the kitchen to make himself a glass of honey water, then took a few red dates and walnuts, and prepared to make porridge.  She had to give her brain a treat, because she needed it to keep thinking, even if it wasn't useful.

    I kept tossing until nearly ten o'clock in the evening before I was ready to go to bed.  As soon as I climbed up, I remembered that the porridge made in the afternoon was not finished yet, so I hurriedly climbed out of bed, went to the kitchen, poured the porridge into a porcelain bowl, washed the pot, and then went back again.  Lying on the bed, he was extremely sober. The silence in the room made people a little scared, and any movement would surprise people.  Wei'an turned off the light to cultivate sleepiness, but being in the dark would only make her more uneasy, the fear of the dark submerged her like drowning, wave after wave of direct blows made her feel chilly all over.

    In the end, I couldn't help but turn on the wall lamp again.  The dim light is like the lit matches in the hands of a little match girl, which can bring her a faint warmth.  I don't know when I fell asleep.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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