Zig was carrying a few days' worth of food and humming a popular song.
Walking under your own neighborhood.
Bang! "Ah! It hurts..." Sieg touched his poor head, grinning and looking for the culprit. His mouth twitched and he muttered, "What the hell, damn, the ground is empty." Alas, Sieg hugged his head and had to crawl home quickly.
I was so tired that I crawled home like a dead dog, this damn elevator, this damn property.
I took a few deep breaths and washed an apple first to reward my stomach. I held an apple in my mouth and dragged my cat-head slippers towards my bedroom. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really a bed I bought with three months' salary. It feels so good to look at it. I threw myself on the bed, ready to relieve my fatigue...
But, who can tell me why you haven't touched my soft bed after half a minute?
"Ah!!! Help, it's a bottomless pit, ah no, a black hole!" I haven't paid my salary for this month yet. It's really cheap. The moment I opened my eyes, I thought to myself extremely sadly...