Encounter

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A plain candle and half a jar of wild honey. His eyes could not see the honey now. The honey was in the jar, and he sat on the couch. But it was filled with the feeling of honey, thick and thick. There was no sourness in his throat. He has a good appetite. He had never vomited more than once in his life. Life, how long should life be? Is this my whole life? It doesn't matter, this is a very common colloquialism. Everyone says: "In my whole life..." Just like the monk, the monk must have often eaten this kind of wild honey. His eyes were narrowed, because the candlelight danced with a bunch of shadows. He smiled: he had a name for the monk in his mind, "Honey Monk". It's no wonder, because the word "life" is hidden behind honey and monk.

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