Fall in love with you 630book, the fastest update of Sweet Honey, Ashes Like Frost what is happiness Happiness is waking up and seeing wine and food waiting for you to ravage.
I was in a very long dream and was so tempted by the smell of meat that I couldn't hold myself back and woke up.
There was an exquisite dining table in front of me.
Cups, dishes, and plates were filled with various dishes of red and green colors.
The meat and vegetables were arranged like running water.
I counted, a total of eighty-one dishes.
It's really luxurious.
In fact, eighty is good.
People nowadays don't know how to be diligent and thrifty.
There was a pretty young girl standing next to the dining table.
She placed a pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of me, and another pair of bowls and chopsticks next to me.
She lowered her head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the dishes are ready. ” Are you calling me?
I was hesitant to answer when I heard a voice below me saying: "Go down."
I was so startled that I reached out to pat my chest, but found that I couldn't reach out.
When I lowered my head, I couldn't even see my body.
I was at a loss and wanted to scream, but no matter how hoarse I tried, I couldn't.
Any noise.
So, I fainted from fright.
How can I not feel dizzy?
I can't see or eat.
The greatest sorrow in life is that I have no body, which means I can no longer eat.
It's so terrible.
It scares me to death.
When I woke up again, there was still a table of food in front of me, but it seemed to be breakfast.
It was relatively light and there was no meat.
There was still a pair of bowls and chopsticks, which seemed to have not been touched.
They were as clean as if they had just been washed.
They were close to each other.
There was some food in the bowl and chopsticks, but there was no one sitting in front of the bowl and chopsticks.
It's really weird.
Then, I saw a pair of slender hands pick up the long chopsticks in front of me, pick up a hibiscus cake and put it on the plate next door.
The hibiscus cake looked very good to my taste, but that hand was bigger than the hibiscus cake.
It was more eye-catching.
I hesitated for a while and finally focused on this hand.
It should be a pair of men's hands.
It was fair and slender, with well-defined joints, which made me suddenly feel that a bite might not be bad.
"Jin Mi, don't you like hibiscus cakes the most?
I know you are definitely still alive and right by my side."
I was looking at the hand worried about not being able to bite it, but unexpectedly the voice came out coldly again last time.
I came out from below, "Jin Mi, come out.
If you don't want me to see you when you come out to eat this hibiscus cake, I will close my eyes and ask you to come out."
I was startled.
Based on the man's tone and words, I can infer that This Jin Mi must be a pet beast that he keeps.
He is coaxing it out to eat.
Sharing the same table with its master, this pet beast has a good life.
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But the name Jin Mi seemed familiar.
I couldn't help but think deeply, and finally came to the conclusion that I had never seen a kitten, puppy, chicken, duck, or rabbit named Jin Mi.
Suddenly, everything went dark, the sky and the earth were overwhelming, and I couldn't see anything.
I was surprised and didn't know why, and then I heard the man say: "I closed my eyes, could you please come out?"
Five thunders struck the sky, thunder struck from the sky, and there were bursts of thunder.
I suddenly understood one thing.
It turned out that I was actually an invisible soul, and the place where it was stored was in this man's eyes.
So, I fainted from fright again.
Okay, I admit it, I just fell asleep and was really, really sleepy.
My host, the owner of these eyes, is a strange person.
This is the conclusion I have drawn from my observations in recent days.
He often likes to stare at grapes in a daze, whether they are raw grapes or painted grapes, as long as they are grapes or something purple and round like grapes, they can attract his attention.
In fact, it’s understandable that he likes to look at grapes.
As the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences.
I can’t force him to like looking at hooves or hibiscus cakes like me.
However, the place where I am now is his pupils.
Wherever he looks, I I was forced to look where I wanted to, which made me very painful.
Facing a field of purple all day long, I was afraid that one day I would either become color blind or turn into a grape popping out of his eye sockets.
He likes to look at grapes so much.
I originally thought that he must like to eat this fruit, but unexpectedly, he just looked at it without saying a word.
I never saw him reaching out to take the purple jade grapes on the plate.
I think the so-called Ye Gong is a good dragon refers to people like him.
I don't know who he is, but I always hear the monsters coming and going respectfully calling him "Your Majesty."
I guess he is a person of quite high rank.
I don't know what he looks like, because he never seems to look in the mirror.
How can I see his whole face without looking in the mirror, so I can only imagine.
Seeing how the monsters immediately lowered their heads when they saw him, never daring to look up at his trembling appearance, I guessed that this person must be so ugly that even the ferocious monsters would find it unsightly to look at.
I couldn't help but imagine how great that would be.
A kind of state.
The so-called ghosts are better than ghosts, and ghosts are scared to death.
Therefore, he never looked in the mirror, probably because he was afraid of scaring himself.
Fortunately, he never looked in the mirror, I was afraid he would scare me.
I am a living soul now, so naturally I can only live by relying on others.
As soon as they close their eyes, I will lose sight of everything.
Therefore, the first and most important thing is that I should adjust my work and rest as much as possible.
Wake up and sleep with him, so that you can strive for more light.
If he is asleep and I am awake, and he is awake and I am asleep, I will never see the light of day.
But, slowly, I discovered that almost whenever I woke up, he would always have his eyes open.
Later, when I stayed up for a whole day and night, I discovered that he never closed his eyes for even a moment.
Another strange thing about this person is that every time it is meal time, he will order a sumptuous table of wine and food, and then a pair of bowls and chopsticks will be placed in front of the seat next to him, but that seat is always empty.
I never saw anyone sitting there.
And when eating, I, the host, will always put some vegetables in the bowl from time to time.
I will put whatever delicious vegetables are in it.
They are all my favorites.
It makes me greedy and my teeth are itchy when I look at them.
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I wish I was that person.
The person on the seat.
At first, I wondered if there was someone sitting in that seat that ordinary people couldn't see.
For example, he was an invisible soul like me, but he could move around freely.
However, as time passed, I could see that the seat was completely empty and there was no breath at all.
It is really a waste to let the dishes in the bowl pile up to the overflow without anyone eating them.
My host, on the other hand, likes to add food to the empty bowl, but rarely eats.
He only puts down the bowl and chopsticks once in a while to take a mouthful or two of poop.
He thought that although the food cooked by this cook looked good, it must taste bad and not to his liking, which made him eat it so reluctantly.
At this point, I concluded that my host is an extremely ugly monster who can survive without eating or sleeping.
Well, there’s another thing: I like to look at grapes but don’t dare to eat grapes.
Also, he has a pet beast named Jin Mi, but he has been missing all day long.
He was very fond of this pet beast.
Well, how should I describe it?
It should be very special.
Of course, this pet beast seems to be very special.
I still don’t know what it is.
Sometimes, he looked at a passing cloud on the horizon and murmured, "Jin Mi."
Sometimes, he looked at a half-opened flower and called, "Jin Mi."
Sometimes, he looked at a round, fresh grape. , murmured: "Jin Mi."
Sometimes, he would also call out to an ordinary drop of morning dew: "Jin Mi."
What's even weirder is that when he calls like this, I suddenly feel like there is an unripe grape hidden in my heart, sour and astringent.
I thought with some trepidation that one day I would become a grape.
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