Hello, Please Don’t Flirt With the Doctor

The pit is deep. I squatted on the ground and looked up quietly. The time of the last update has been very far away now. Probably because of the hopeless waiting, I am no longer very sensitive to time. I only remember that a long, long time has passed. There was a wailing around me, which was uttered by the seniors who accidentally fell into the pit. They seemed to have cried mutely, and now only a few isolated wailings could be heard, and the hopeless atmosphere was buried at the bottom of the pit. They have waited too long. As time goes by, the sky becomes clearer and brighter, the clouds disperse and gather again, the moon becomes full and dim, and even the wind records the waiting time. A thick layer of moss has grown on the soil at the bottom of the pit, and long weeds have grown where the sun can shine during the day, seeming to be about to bury me squatting at the bottom of the pit. It is extremely dark here, and the sunlight cannot bring bright warmth. I hold my palm in front of my eyes and can only see fragments of light on my nails. The seniors at the bottom of the pit have stayed here for too long. They memorized the words engraved on the walls of the pit over and over again, almost memorizing them by heart, but there was no trace of filling the pit in their words. They could only digest this simple text, swallow it in their stomachs, and then squat on the ground, looking at the sky, counting the days and waiting for an update that would never come. This feeling is like Schrödinger's cat. You never know whether the update will come until tomorrow, so you look forward to it and wait until tomorrow comes, and you will feel like this. Then I continued to hold on to the feeling of what might happen, waiting for tomorrow. I waited for so long that I couldn't even cry out, so I had to whisper and ask a question that already had an answer. Can I still wait? I don't know how long it has been here, a day, a week, a month, or a year? I can only sit here quietly, imagining the day when the hole is filled up, how spectacular and desirable the scenery will be. It's another day for me to carve new scratches on the wall full of orthographic characters. The days of waiting at the bottom of this pit have been too long, and the cries of the seniors struggling and chanting do not seem to have become dull. I think that maybe this waiting can turn into some kind of resentful spirit, and I am afraid it is the most powerful kind of person. Occasionally juniors would jump in. Some of them just wanted to take a look, and then they were attracted by the words. They were entangled by the words and fell into the pit, and then followed me and waited. This kind of end can only be like the predecessors who recited those extremely attractive things over and over again, and then squatted at the bottom of the pit while shouting. Some of them were recommended by seniors who were waiting hopelessly. I couldn't help but feel sad for them, so I had to hold up a sign and shout, run away. But it's actually useless. This doesn't make the hole go away. At most, it's just that there's one more book to collect in the lifetime column of the book list. It's a new day again. I looked at the sun rising again and murmured: Will there be an update tomorrow?

Finally together, I saw this in one breath. Fortunately, Yangyang did not give up. Not everyone can be as brave and determined as he is, but I have to say that it is not easy to meet someone you like in this world, especially if you like each other. The older you get, the harder it is than winning the lottery. Although my friends always say it will be fate. But I don't believe that I have it, and Yangyang's family is rich and happy, and he has the backing and support. In reality, we still have to be busy to survive, so while I admire his courage, I also feel that I can't do it. The novel is good at realizing some of the beautiful fantasies that I can't do but want. So both of them need to be together well.

Finally together!! Although there is no misunderstanding between the two and there is no bloody sadomasochism, I don't know why, when I see this, I suddenly feel like crying.

Ah, I love this preference so much

"Jiang Cun" gave the author a big worm~ Yan Yang

I really hate the doctor

Nice! Ps: Finished with flowers~

The ending was a little rushed, but it was really nice!!!

It ended so suddenly, I didn't get enough of it.

It feels like the tone of Shou's words is really similar to the tone I used to talk to the list when I was in the circle... That's it, eh, exclamation mark, hahahahahahahahahahaha