C2 Chapter 2

After two public trips, they finally got home, comfortable and at ease, like kids on vacation, and finally didn't have to worry about going to work tomorrow. On his way back, he bought himself a durian cake, six chicken feet, a plate of stir-fried river powder, and a bottle of dried red to celebrate this day of liberation.

The house I rented was a two-bedroom apartment, a small living room of 15 square meters, and a small bedroom of 20 square meters. There was an independent bathroom. In the living room, there was a one-person couch and a small round rattan table. Normally, food, work, and entertainment were all on this table and chair. The colorful light in the room was not bad. Although the room was small, each room had a large window. This was also the reason why it had been chosen from ten thousand miles away. I like it when I haven't woken up yet. The sun was shining on him.

The two dirty clothes I wore were messily placed on the sofa, and the rattan table was filled with items. I placed the food I had bought on the rattan table and started to pack. I stuffed the dirty clothes into the washing machine. I washed the dishes on the table and put them in the cabinet. I folded the books and put them on the bed. He swept the floor again and again. He dragged the floor again and again. The table was so clean that not even a millimeter of black dot could be found. Everything was ready. Opening the window, as if welcoming a good friend, he placed the air in the room. He took out the Perfume of Annuncio. "Mmm," he said. I was immersed in my own small world. I like this kind of isolated space, this kind of inward-looking and exquisite environment. I even felt that the dirty clothes that I had been wearing for the entire day were a bit out of place. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash my hair. He changed into my favorite ice silk suspender pajamas, the sky blue ice silk. The edges were white lace. Standing in front of the mirror, he looked at himself, who had just come out of the bath. She was beautiful and charming, and she was very satisfied with herself at this moment.

The rattan table was covered with a dark green cotton cloth. I like this kind of delicate pattern, this kind of green, deep and revealing a little freshness, like a young woman who had a young girl's heart. Durian cake, stir-fried river powder, chicken claws, they were arranged in order on the cotton cloth from left to right. I poured myself a glass of dry red.

I have a habit of drinking. People like to drink during gatherings. I like to drink slowly when I'm alone. Astringent, slightly bitter, rich fruit fragrance. The aftertaste is slightly sweet, and the delayed sweetness is like compensation for the delay. Don't worry, wait slowly. It would come eventually. Drink alone, no one will drink you. Drink as much as you want, drink as much as you want. If you drink too much, your stomach will feel bad. If you drink too little, you won't feel anything. Normally, drinking half a bottle was just right. His entire body was warm, and he was a little tipsy. It was like he was in the steam and also like he was in the garden. Slowly, As the air fluctuated, it rose and rose. Every cell was laughing and dancing. It was free and unusual.

In such a fragrant room, there was music from Bruze. I like to adjust all my emotions to the perfect state, so that I can't find any flaws. I enjoyed the satisfaction of such an act. In the perfect state, begin. The greasy taste in the ditch, the strength of the three tendons in the palm of the chicken feet, and the smoothness of the durian cream mixed with the greasy taste of the river powder, the chewing of the chicken feet, the licking of the cake, the taste of the greasy taste in the ditch, the strength of the three tendons in the palm of the chicken feet, and the smoothness of the durian cream. The most fitting combination was to eat such incompatible ingredients together. Lowly, tensile, and pretentious were all devoured by desire at that moment of satisfaction. It was the feedback from the stomach. It came from the heart.

He stayed at home alone for two days. He woke up at noon. He washed up seriously, ate seriously, watched movies and listened to music seriously, and didn't want to miss anything. No one didn't want to have the complete autonomy of time and space. They didn't want to have it for a long time. A strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind. It would be good if a rich person was willing to take care of him. He didn't need to look for a job or look at others every day. It wasn't impossible to be locked up in a house and be a canary without ideals. Who says I don't have an ideal? Being a canary being kept as a mistress is my ideal. I don't need to spend time working tirelessly to maintain my livelihood. I don't need to be fawned upon by others with a smile on my face. I have a lot of money in my hands to support my ideal. I can go to a fitness class, when I have time to play my zither and read my books, I can buy various flavors of cake, dresses of various colors, and do charity with moral standards. Anyway, you have to be nice. Rather than trying to please someone he didn't like, he had to curry favor with everyone. It was better to please a person, a person who wasn't that annoying. In a sexual way. What was sex? Sex was the most important thing for women. People usually called it chastity. Women who didn't keep it well would be despised. Women who use it to make a living will be looked down upon. Getting close to her would make one feel ashamed. It has been blessed by love, given mystery by birth. But no one could guarantee it. A woman who kept her virginity would definitely obtain a perfect love. Without a virgin, she would definitely not be able to give birth. Why? It was clearly a matter that a man could use to show off. It's just a part of the body, a part of the body, a part of the body, a part of the body, a part of the body, a part of the body, a part of the body. It was like a hand, like a leg. You should have the power to control it on your own. sprinters rely on their legs to make a living, why can't they accept relying on it to make a living? Because it can bring pleasure, right? Because it can easily link people together. People always think that they want to get something. If they couldn't get it, they would also enjoy pleasure at the same time. People were always afraid of being pestered by unrelated people. In the false name of love, in the way of continuation of life, It's all troublesome.

This sudden intrusion scared me. My God, what am I thinking? A 22-year-old virgin actually wants to be kept here. How could she have such filthy thoughts? For a moment, she felt ashamed for herself. I kept wiping my face with my hands. My face was red and red from the rubbing. I rubbed out the thin skin, which was transparent, fragile, like the wings of a dragonfly. It seemed that only in this way could I wake myself up. The filth in my brain could be erased and baptized.

When I found out that I had such a terrible idea, I felt that I could not continue to be idle like this. This state would corrode my will, and I would be addicted to drugs. I have to find some work to do to keep people away from the world. When this realization appeared in my mind, It was 4: 30 in the afternoon, and there was still the last bit of sunlight left in the house. It was like a tropical fish in the sea, sparkling and jumping. I turned on my computer. Start searching for the next job. A monthly salary of more than 3500 words, It would be best if the company was bigger. It would be best if the company was listed by a state-owned company. Children who have just entered society after reading some books are more or less the same as me. There was a purity in their bones, and they had a choice in their occupations. It's got to be something to do with your own professionalism, or you'll feel like there's nothing to do about it. But when he reached his position, he realized that he was so lacking that he didn't even know where to start without guidance. He typed in the keywords on the job search page. He picked and selected three jobs that he was relatively satisfied with. Two state-owned enterprises and one business unit, and then he quietly waited.