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After I failed in consecutive attempts to enter several Internet cafes, Ah Xing got in touch with Jacques according to the QQ number I provided. Jacques promised that this or next weekend, when his father took Xiaosan to **, he would come to see us.
Everything seems to be slowly getting better.
Jacques did what he said, and advanced the time. It is estimated that his father and mistress couldn't wait to go to **, and he was even more anxious than a rocket. He got into the Guangzhou-Shenzhen high-speed train before they passed the Luohu Customs.
Early on Friday morning, Ah Huang and I took the subway to Tianhe Railway Station to pick up Jacques. After leaving the subway station, take the escalator to the ground. It is the tallest and steepest escalator I have ever seen in my life. It has no slope and is almost upright, which is a bit daunting. We were sent from the center of the earth to the surface, and when we reached the ground, I almost fell - I was dizzy.
Jacques had arrived, looking around in the station hall. He had an Oxford bag slung around his waist, and he was tossing one of the sleekest black cell phones around, tapping the heels of his shoes on the tiled floor. His tight black jacket and jeans were covered with shiny metal zippers and buttons, making him look even more slender.
He brings us a little strange feeling.
It can be seen that after Jacques regained his status as a young master, he not only got what he wanted, but also became a person who could give orders to his father.
He was almost a handsome young man, no longer a bean sprout walking upright. Moreover, he also put on glasses, very old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, the favorite props of those small-eyed TV hosts. His complexion is pink, his hair is yellow and yellow, his nose is delicate, and the delicate tip of his nose is almost transparent. These old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses are just right and won't make him look like an imported doll.
As soon as our eyes meet, our hearts feel hot, just like those men who once shared weal and woe, meet again after the complicated fate, the feeling of depression and excitement.
"Jacques!" From far away, I shouted loudly, raised my hands, and slapped hard on the head. Ah Huang rushed forward and hugged him.
Ah Huang's childish enthusiasm made him a little embarrassed, he raised his arm, even if that was the case, showing some reserve.
I suddenly felt that Jacques was a little different from us. He had probably begun to enter puberty, becoming sensitive to all kinds of things, looking around, thinking that everyone around him was paying attention to his meeting with the two young children. In fact, people around are in a hurry, and no one will pay attention to us, but he is still uncomfortable, and he always feels that everyone's eyes are on him.
He entered a very troubled period. Soon, he was not only sensitive to the people around him, but also to girls. At that time, people must be very troubled, their IQs will decrease, they will lose their normal judgment, they will be sad and moaning. Roger Occasionally is a close example.
Although I don't have to worry about it, there is no doubt that once they like girls and pursue girls, they will put aside the friendship between boys. It is inappropriate to make friends with a person who wants to fall in love, or even has begun to fall in love. Such a friendship is definitely not complete, because he will forget his friends at any time.
Before I could get those selfish concerns out, Jacques stretched out his arm, showing us his newly developed muscles. His arm was so thin, the muscle slid up and down, and finally bulged, the size of a small mango.
A Huang and I don't even have muscles as big as a small mango.
We laughed loudly, and immediately returned to the former happiness, and went to the square to see the artificial waterfall with that kind of jumping steps.
"Jacques, it's good to see you again!"
Jacques sighed: "Oh, I'm so bored! Dad found me a nanny. He said it was a nanny, but he actually watched me at home."
"Then it's not easy for you to come out."
Jacques smiled smugly: "It's easy too. An old aunt, how can she outplay me? With just a little trick, she surrendered!"
"Ah Huang, do you think Jacques is getting cooler?"
Ah Huang immediately gave a positive answer and kept complimenting Jacques.
Jacques is very useful. That's what he is, and he likes to be carried, even adored. But he is really admirable, so smart, more and more extraordinary.
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Jacques called us to a secluded place and opened his Oxford bag to show us.
"Wow!" Ah Huang exclaimed.
Jacques' bag contained only red hundred-dollar bills.
Jacques pretended not to take it seriously: "I brought all the living expenses my father gave me."
"So much money, what should I do?"? If you ask me, such an experiment cannot be done. What if he really died? If we really die, we won¡¯t be able to come back to life, so we won¡¯t have friends to do, and we won¡¯t come to such a place to play. Then, it's all over! "
"Well, what you said makes sense. However, you wouldn't think so much at that time. It would be great if people were dead and alive! In that case, I must try. Will you try?"
"Got to think about that. It must be that the soul is alive, walking around, more free than when you are alive, doing what you want, flying when you want, wherever you want. I dreamed about."
"Dream about death?"
"I dreamed that my soul was flying everywhere, to the other shore, and when I was a child, I was even with my grandfather. But they couldn't see me, and they couldn't hear me, so I thought, it was my soul that went , the soul is invisible."
"It would be great if I also had a soul. I used to have a classmate. When his relatives came back from the United States, they asked people to read a book that could bring souls to people. There was one in his schoolbag, and there was a cross on the cross. A sick man with his head hanging down. The book says he made man."
"That's Jesus."
"Yes, it is Jesus."
"But man was not created by him. Man evolved from apes, my grandfather told me."
"Do you trust your grandfather?"
"Of course. Grandpa said we are all materialists."
"What is materialism? I haven't heard of it."
"Few people would say this thing. In short, the ancestors were apes, not some old man."
"But you also believe in the soul." Ah Huang seemed to have caught me.
"Oh, that's a dream."
"According to what you said, as long as we dream, we can have a soul? In other words, as long as we sleep and dream, we will have a soul. Then, dead people can't dream. After death, there is no soul. I What I want to say is that I hope that people have a soul, even after death, they still have a soul.¡±
I really don't know when Ah Huang became so logical. I thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter could only be dealt with lightly.
"Ah Huang, you can also dream during the day. For example, sometimes you are actually dreaming, but you don't know it. Well, others don't know it, only you know it. Dead people don't dream. I agree with this. People die. You don¡¯t need a soul anymore. Don¡¯t want to die and also want a soul.¡±
"I don't want to die." Ah Huang said. "Why do you want to die?"
"Yeah, why did you have to die? You said it, why did you say it?"
"I forgot."
"oh."
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