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The man is very young. It happened on the last day of the man's business trip. That morning, the man woke up a little early, but he didn't want to get up. He opened his eyes and remembered that usually, at home, the woman would be in his arms, breathing evenly or unevenly. She is a coquettish wife, greedy, wants, no, I want, come again! The fleshy arms and legs tightly wrapped around him, preventing him from getting up. He has to find a way to get away, tickle her, tell her to buy her something delicious, kiss her deeply and then leave suddenly... There are many tricks. Early in the morning, the two continued their lovemaking before going to bed, enjoying themselves endlessly. It's normal, after all, they have only been married for less than half a year. At this moment, he really missed the woman. He stretched out a hand and unplugged the charging mobile phone on the bedside table, wondering whether it would be too early to call her. While he was still hesitating, the phone rang. He smiled without even thinking about it, this is what a couple is.

"Hotel California" is a collection of short stories and short stories by the young female writer Na Yu. As a young and fashionable female author, she actually writes urban novels about the living beings of people living in the streets of Jiangnan, China. She is very familiar with the forms of various people, or she often has a wonderful way of guessing the mentality of the characters, reflecting the richness and possibility of individual life of all classes, ages, and groups. The love and growth of young people, the struggle and wisdom of middle-aged people, and the colorful wanderings of old people without companions. Each story reflects the various experiences of ordinary people's lives. The subject matter is novel and the language is concise, showing the author's intellectual thinking and reality observation.

In my profession, I have seen all kinds of strange people, and I shouldn't be so entangled in a case that happened ten years ago. But in fact, often a familiar or unfamiliar woman who looks extremely normal will remind me of Chen Xiaomi, and I even wonder if there is a Chen Xiaomi living in their body. In this case, please allow me to organize it in words. I want to try to find Chen Xiaomi. Maybe Chen Xiaomi hadn't gone far. She would have opened a magazine somewhere at a certain time, and then she would have come back. Maybe Chen Xiaomi wanted to say something about herself and herself. I don't guarantee that every detail can be restored, but it's generally correct.

Let's talk about myself. It's strange to say that after my mother died, my mysophobia gradually got better. I began to look at those men who I once thought were dirty with a different look. A smile gradually appeared on my face. I was considered more and more beautiful by the male doctors in our hospital. Without exception, they suspected that I was truly in love. The word love reminds me of that middle school Chinese teacher. In my memory, everything is so warm and beautiful. One day I was pleasantly surprised to find that he appeared in front of me again. He apologized to me and said that he was too reckless. At that time, I accepted his apology downstairs in our dormitory in my pajamas, but it was a bit cold. He wanted to take off his coat, but I shook my head and said, "No, you're cold too." So, for the first time, I took the initiative to move my head closer to his open arms...

When Lin Haixu was mopping the floor, he found a small green plant under his bed. He climbed in and used a flashlight to identify it for a long time. It was a peach tree seedling. Lin Haixu was stunned for a while, climbed out, scooped out half a cup of water, and climbed in again. He watered the little peach tree carefully. When he came back, Lin Haixu was standing on the balcony looking at the sky. Why is the sky not empty? Lin Haixu asked Niao Niao this way, and Niao Niao gave him a sideways look, saying he was crazy! Hey, why haven't you made food yet? What are you looking at there again? Niao Niao first threw Kun Bao onto the sofa, and then threw herself onto the sofa. Worn out! This dead customer has never been so smart. Niao Niao, do you believe in miracles? Lin Haixu turned around with a serious expression. What's wrong with you?