总角之宴（Accumulated Angle of the banquet）.docVIP

总角之宴（Accumulated Angle of the banquet） a Summer in the south is a thick and humid heat that blows in the wind. Chang an was woken up during his lunch break. He looked up and found a sweat on the table. Looking out of the window, if you ignore the heat, the weather looks perfectly fine, like the founding ceremony. The sun dipped in the glass walls of the teaching building, like the ball of sodium falling into the water, which melted and was accompanied by dazzling white light, fierce and fierce, and burnt. Chang an crept to his feet. The classroom was full of warm breath and sour milk. When he reached the rear door, chang an looked back and saw yong can on the desk. Her seat was under the electric fan, chang an said it was hot, and the stool was moved to sleep with her at noon. Yongcan did not know changan had already risen, still kept to the right of crouching posture, sleep face such as baby. Chang ans chest suddenly a moment of sour, dont go through the face. She washed her face over and over again in the womens bathroom sink, stretching her arms to the tap. Find a thick black line on the outside of the arm. It was a typo. I thought it was yongcan who wrote it on her arm while she was asleep. I found that the composition was upside down. Chang an suddenly realized that he must have printed the words of yongcan on the table. He was surprised to laugh. Chang an turned his arm around and read the words in the mirror. After reading for a long time, I suddenly vomited. The feeling that the sour water was flowing upward was a huge, secret, crazy feeling, and there was no way out, but it could only be released by vomiting and crying. Changan turned the faucet to the biggest, and burst into tears with the gush of flowing water. I felt like I had fallen into the deep sea, and I saw the blue sky and the clouds coming out of my hands, sinking slowly, the cicada in July, the shadow of the sun, slowly sinking down, the heat died out, and the human voice was fading. From now on