Smell and memory are connected.
The first time we met was not in the temple, but she smelled like incense and was dressed in black, pretending to be sophisticated, like a magic stick.
He took a bunch of white orchids from the old flower seller and passed by her pretending to be calm.
Later, when she was in danger, he always appeared in time and rescued her many times. He seemed to be willing to charge into battle for her, throw his head and blood, and he was willing to do so.
She enjoyed his tenderness with peace of mind.
Until someone told her: There is no such thing as love at first sight in the world.
His loyalty to you, his affection for you, are just inherited from other people.
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New book: "Phantom Express, sure to deliver your life [infinite]" Please collect it~
Horror novelist Shen Li inexplicably became an employee of the Phantom Express Company. The company stipulates that the company must deliver at least once a week, otherwise it will be eliminated.
Others shivered on delivery day, but Shen Li - when it comes to delivery, no one is faster than me! Boss, please let me work overtime!
In the days when courier companies are forced to work, there are countless sources of inspiration every day.
Room 404, Building 13, Zhizha Garden, the door opened, and there was horror everywhere.
Shen Li: This customer, if you want to stuff yourself into a courier box and package it for shipping, I suggest you cut it into smaller pieces!
On the bank of the scapegoat river, pairs of pale arms stretched out of the water.
Shen Li: Is it your express delivery? Everyone was making noises. Is Wang Cuihua here? If so, please show me your love!
In Panshan Cemetery, a widow covered in black veil sat and cried under a tree full of hanged people.
Shen Li took out his laptop: Although I am just a courier, please tell me your story.
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The work permit of Shen Li, an employee of the Fairy Express Company, is often scrawled and altered.
The moment he puts pen to paper in the palm-sized blank space, everything he writes will come true, except for that damn trait that cannot be changed.
Shen Li wrote on his work permit "I am not a roadie!" ! !
The handwriting disappeared three seconds after writing. He was still a road addict.
This would affect work efficiency, so he picked up the pen again and wrote on his work permit [I picked up a magical navigator that does not need to be charged and is not worn out]
Then he picked up the boss behind the Phantom Express. All the dungeon routes were designed by him, known as the Living Navigator.
Shen Li: It doesn't need to be charged and it still works well. You can give me directions anytime and anywhere. There's nothing wrong with it, but it's just a bit clingy?
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The moment he stood behind him and showed his face, countless demons and ghosts surrendered to him.
I can smooth the thorns for you, and I can also open up mountains and seas for you.
Purpose: inheritance
