I walked up the stairs with my suitcase at a brisk pace, and the next thing I saw was a bare-chested, bleary-eyed, stinking boy coming out of his bedroom.
By skyy3 years ago in Fiction
When I first meet you, it's like old friends returning Lu Xiaoman said that time is like rain, we are all walking in the rain, find their own umbrella, walk forward, until the wind stops raining, beautiful sunny days.
Cut year is a smart girl, quick response and a little clever, so on the way to reading, always do not know what "hard" is, but can also be ranked in a good grade.
This year was my first year in the criminal police force, and at this time, I was holding the files of several girls who had mysteriously disappeared after going to Thailand.
I froze on the spot, my legs could not stop trembling, and my brain was empty. I was frightened to death when I recalled what happened last night.
When I returned to my room at one point, I was about to rest when there was a knock on the door. Knock, knock, knock! I'm different. Who comes to me at a time like this? Shouldn't everyone be sleeping?
You know the Mourner? Mourning is one of the Confucian rituals to mourn the dead. Many people think that mourning is a very unlucky profession, and they are reluctant to touch it for fear of being contaminated with unclean things.
The things in the refrigerator, Qin Xiaozhou had never seen before, and the long strange shape, the color is also strange and abnormal, and I do not know whether these are edible things.
Is she dead? Why is it that the bone-eating pain of being eaten by zombies before is no longer felt? It was replaced by extraordinary heat.
I fell in love with reading when I was very young. But the real addiction to reading, from the confused period of youth began.
By skyy3 years ago in Education
