Chapter 331 Men are all idiots
What sin should I atone for my life?
Senmu Yalan recited numbly, and she began to have dry mouth and hungry mouth, and her mental stress was even more serious than the pain she had in her body.
"Sister Yalan! It's getting tide!"
Suddenly, hearing hallucinations came from her ears.
The tender shouts overlapped with the buzzing of the instrument. Masara Senmu saw the familiar face in a trance. The words she recited suddenly became vivid, and the conductivity curve climbed like a tsunami.
"No one atones for me..."
She thought she had forgotten it long ago.
The boy stood by the dock. He had fair skin, bright eyes, his hair was curled up, he was wearing overalls, and his hands were standing beside his mouth: "Come and swim!"
The salty smell surged in Malan Morimu's throat, as if she was really standing by the sea, or floating on the sea, looking at the boy in the surging waves.
It's really cute...
Masara Moriki still remembers that when she was in high school, she lived next door with a cute younger brother.
He was like a rag doll, wearing blue overalls, always watching the ants move in the yard, squatting on the ground, like a glutinous rice simmering.
Masara Moriki likes cute things, whether they are toys, pets, or specific people...
Because adults are too ugly.
She was only in her teenage years at that time, and she was at the age of vigorous hormones. Her head was filled with all kinds of messy thoughts. She was fantasizing about how to play with that little boy every day...
But in fact, she did not do anything strange to the boy, but just became good friends with the boy and played the role of the closest sister next door conscientiously.
She doesn't want to make herself an ugly adult too.
The boy always likes to see the sea. After school, she often rides a bicycle to take the boy to the beach to play. The two talked about everything and talked about some irrelevant things.
Until one day, the boy might have grown up and the two were sitting by the dock, he suddenly asked:
"Sister Yalan, do you have no friends of the same age?"
"No."
"Why?"
"How can there be any reason..."
"Everyone says that Sister Yalan always plays with me, it will look very strange."
"Ah, is anyone saying that?"
"Everyone says so."
"What do you think?"
"I think... Sister Yalan is very different, different from other big sisters."
"What's different? Don't talk about me like a weird person."
"You don't know how to roll your skirt."
"That's it?"
"Yes, all high school girls are curled in skirts! Only Sister Yalan, you don't have one, will it look strange?"
"So what? I just don't want to roll it... They roll the skirts just to make them look more beautiful and look better in figure and legs... I don't care about this. Do you care whether girls in primary schools have rolled skirts?"
"This is not possible."
"Yes?"
"But as a high school student, you should also pay attention to your image? Sister Yalan wore sportswear every day, what do you think..."
"Stupid guy, you don't want to see my legs?"
"There is a little bit."
"Ah? This is too early for you."
"Why did Sister Yalan be friends with me? How early is it, how late is it? Is Sister Yalan actually a child?"
"How is it possible? How can children cope with the pressure of taking the exam..."
"But there must be some children, right? Everyone has some children, and some children are adults... I also have adult parts, so it is natural to look at the legs!"
"Oh! It's very philosophical! Then I'll take it off for you now!"
"Eh? Really?"
"Fake it! Idiot! Next time I talk about this, I will complain to your mother! Let you know how scary mature older sister is!"
"Ah! Damn it! Sorry... I'm wrong, don't tell my mom..."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Sister Yalan, you smile like a primary school student..." "Huh? You are very brave, and you dare to provoke? Take me a punch!"
"I, I'm praising you!"
"Please start your quibbling."
"Although everyone says Sister Yalan is strange, I really think that you are a good friend... I guess there is a child living in your heart, right? Don't let her die. She and I are childhood sweethearts. I will not die, and I will grow up like now, be a child disguised as an adult, and then marry Sister Yalan..."
"You kid, take the opportunity to touch my chest, right?"
"Hey, I've been found..."
"Go to die!"
...
When the waves hit the dock, they would cheer loudly, for no reason, just because the water was cool, or the wind in the distance was very comfortable.
Later, for the interview, she also rolled up her skirt and learned exquisite makeup, and was at ease with the welcome of men - she had her own car, her own house, and her career. At her age, if she wanted to be the director of the business, she could only choose to bow her head and be a human being.
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"Sister Yalan!"
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"No one atones for me..."
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"It's rising tide!"
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"I only take responsibility..."
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"Come and swim!"
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"My sin will remain in my body."
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"I am grateful for being captured, and my depravity was stopped in time by those who have experienced many vicissitudes of life."
"Apology is all I can do, and that's all I have now."
Masara Moriki recalled the mediocrity of the first half of her life, and the child in her heart seemed to be about to die. She repented and repented to herself; she atoneed for her sins only for herself.
She will not roll up the skirt for anyone anymore.
...
The moment she finished speaking, the instrument beeped, and the man took off his headphones with relief and clapped, "It's amazing, you are the fastest believer to realize."
He stood up and helped Morimu Yalan untied his shackles: "I guess you still have a lot of confusion in your heart. Don't worry, the master will explain it clearly to you..."
After saying that, the man helped Masara Moriki out of the room, his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was taking care of the newborn baby.
In a trance, Masara Moriki walked into a bedroom, and two maids helped her change clothes and scrub her body. She was so thirsty that she wanted to drink bath water, but was held by the maid and dragged out of the bathroom.
Her toes were sunk into a pure white goat plush blanket, and she was trance thinking that she was stepping on the clouds; the maid put on her ink-black silk bedding, lifted up the curtain, and let Senmu Yalan plant a one-foot thick silk bedding.
There was a sound of conversation outside the door. Masara Morigi raised his head and saw a man in a white robe pushing the door in. He claimed to be a master and made a special trip to enlighten the lost lamb.
"I have a bottle of milk in my hand, which only gives devout believers..."
The master held the milk jug and took off his white robe, signaled Senmu Yalan to get closer, kneel at his feet, repent devoutly, and exchanged for the milk and honey promised by the true God through atonement.
Masara Morigi stood up, swallowed her throat and walked closer step by step. The master showed a smile of praise and encouraged, "Yes, that's it, kneel down... open his mouth..."
"Are you an idiot?" she asked suddenly.
"Huh?" The master was stunned.
Senmu Yalan picked up the lamppost, waved it suddenly, and hit the master's temple. The latter fell to the ground, and the milk jug broke open. Before he could even beg for mercy, he saw the lamp post slashing down his face again!
She smashed the master's head one after another.
"Sure..."
Yalan Sengigi throws away the lamppost and wipes the blood stains on her face: "Men are all idiots."
(This chapter ends)