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Ants ants ants ants locust legs ants ants ants ants ants dragonfly eyes
Ants ants ants ants butterflies wings ants ants ants ants ants ants no problem
Two and a half acres of land, exactly two acres, sown in winter but nothing grows in summer.
I have no rainbow, no cow, no plow, only an axe in my hand.
On cloudy days, I see the sun and myself; on sunny days, I feel grateful for the rain.
When a friend comes to visit, offer him a piece of tomato skin; when an enemy comes, sneeze at them.
There are 365 days in a year, divided into four seasons and five grains: peanuts, red dates, millet, and jujubes.
Think about the neighbor's daughter listening to the radio and looking at my dreams, which are still buried in the ground.
There are 365 days in a year, divided into four seasons and five grains: peanuts, red dates, millet, and jujubes.
Think about the neighbor's daughter listening to the radio and looking at my dreams, which are still buried in the ground.
The joy of planting watermelons and beans in winter and reaping an empty harvest in summer.
The sun at eight or nine o'clock shines on this land; even with ten beads of sweat on your forehead, you have no temper.
I have no worries, my past is just like an ant, born with arms and legs of equal thinness.
No matter what other people wear, our brothers' skin will always be dark.
There are 365 days in a year, divided into four seasons and five grains: peanuts, red dates, millet, and jujubes.
Think about the neighbor's daughter listening to the radio and looking at my dreams, which are still buried in the ground.
Ants ants ants ants locust legs ants ants ants ants ants dragonfly eyes
Ants ants ants ants butterflies wings ants ants ants ants ants ants no problem
Ants ants ants ants locust legs ants ants ants ants ants dragonfly eyes
Ants ants ants ants butterflies wings ants ants ants ants ants ants no problem
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Zhang Chu's "Ants Ants" was playing from the stereo. Sitting in the car, which wasn't running, Hua Hong leaned back against the headboard and closed his eyes. Zhang Peng, sitting next to him, glanced back at me, as if he wanted to say something. At that moment, I didn't know what to say either. Looking at the cardboard box stuffed haphazardly with clothes next to me, I thought that for Hua Hong, letting go of a relationship he once loved must inevitably cause him some pain.
"I feel like an ant, with thin arms and legs, powerless to do anything."
Hua Hong spoke calmly, and in the rearview mirror, he slowly opened his eyes, looked ahead, and smiled slightly.
"I used to cherish the days I spent with him so much, but I could never get what I wanted. It was so hard to say goodbye to him in person. I still can't believe I actually said it. He was like a little tiger, looking fierce as if he might pounce on me and bite me at any moment, but I wasn't afraid at all. How pathetic of me. I even thought he was cute. But we still broke up... Where did I get the courage?"
"What you plant in winter are watermelons and beans, but what you harvest in summer is empty joy. If you plant the wrong seeds, you will naturally not get any fruit. I understand all of this."
"Hehe, I knew I didn't have much to move. I'm so sorry you all went out of your way to come with me. How about I treat you to some tea?"
"...Why isn't anyone saying anything? I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine, don't overthink it."
Zhang Peng turned around and looked at me again, his eyes implying: You should at least say something.
I coughed and said to Hua Hong, "What's the point of drinking tea? It's much more enjoyable to drink alcohol."
"Drinking? Great! Where should we go?" Hua Hong suddenly became excited.
Zhang Peng glared at me and said, "What are you drinking in broad daylight? Xia Xiang, did you not sleep well last night and are you talking in your sleep?"
Realizing I'd said the wrong thing, I quickly replied, "Haha, you're right. It's not even noon yet, why would we drink? Pengpeng, what's your idea?"
"I think we should go to the market to buy groceries, eat lunch at home, and then decide what to do in the evening. What do you two think? You don't object, right?" Pengpeng looked at me with a face that said, "If you object, I'll tear your tendons out and skin you alive."
How could I dare say no? I quickly replied, "That's great! Buy whatever you want to eat! Hua Hong, how's your cooking? Show us what you can do!"
Hua Hong laughed and said, "My cooking skills are just average. I can only cook two common dishes."
"Then I'll leave lunch to you. Let's go to the market."
On my way home, Pengpeng sent me a text message warning me not to let Huahong drink, saying that people with heartbreak tend to get drunk easily and might do something outrageous.
I replied to him, saying, "Don't worry, my dear wife, I will never let him drink alcohol unless you give me your permission."
Pengpeng smiled approvingly at me and chatted with Huahong about politics and economics along the way, trying to keep him from thinking about sad things.
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I spent over an hour wandering around the market, and by the time I got home it was past midnight. Hua Hong was busy in the kitchen, with Peng Peng helping him. I was the most idle one, with nothing to do but lie on the sofa and watch TV.
A while later, Shi Ji called to ask me why I left halfway through yesterday without telling him.
I made up an excuse, saying that I felt dizzy as soon as I entered the bathroom, and Hua Hong kindly took me home.
Shi Ji said "Oh" and started chatting with me. After a while, the topic shifted to Xiao Wen. He said that he waited for a long time yesterday but Hua Hong and I didn't come out, so Xiao Wen went to the restroom to look for us. A while later, he came out with a gloomy face. After asking, he found out that we had already left.
I asked him, "Did you go to KTV later?"
Shi Ji chuckled and said, "Xiao Wen looked so awful, anyone would feel depressed seeing her. Who would be in the mood to sing? After sitting for a while, we all went our separate ways."
After we settled things, Shi Ji asked me directly, "Xia Xiang, do you have something going on with Chili?"
I thought to myself, "I didn't do anything particularly noteworthy with Hua Hong yesterday, so why would he think that?" So I said no, that Hua Hong and I were just ordinary buddies.
Shi Ji told me that it would be best if there was no relationship, as anyone with eyes could see what kind of relationship Chili and Xiao Wen had. But Xiao Wen was not someone to be trifled with. Young people these days don't have brains, but they have the guts of leopards and do whatever they want.
I was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by that? I don't understand."
Shi Ji hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Don't let Xiao Wen's delicate appearance fool you; he's been to jail before for intentional assault. However, because he was young and a minor at the time, he only received a labor camp sentence. The Qin brothers, Feng and Jie, don't know his background. They even warned me not to get too close to Chili, lest I provoke that thug."
I said, how do you know so much? Could it be that you had something going on with Xiaowen?
Shi Ji spat and said, "Xiao Wen used to be a male escort. There aren't many people in this industry who don't know him."
I was startled when I heard that. I looked at the kitchen and lowered my voice, saying, "Really? Isn't Xiaowen a college student?"
Shi Ji laughed loudly and said, "What nonsense! Who knows when his self-study exam results will be available."
A thought suddenly struck me, and I quickly asked Shi Ji, "When did you meet Chili? How much do you know about him?"
Shi Ji told me that he met Chili two years ago. To be honest, he saw him with Xiao Wen back then.
I asked again, "Do you know what he does?"
Shi Ji laughed again, his voice even louder than before. He said, "Xia Xiang, it seems you're not very familiar with Chili either. His father is a high-ranking official in the central government, and he has two children; Chili is his younger brother. He used to be a top student at a university of traditional Chinese medicine, but look at him now, after hanging out with Xiao Wen, he's become a scoundrel. He's completely disgraced his father."
I felt very depressed after hearing that, as if a huge stone was stuck in my chest, making it difficult to even breathe.
Shi Ji continued talking to me, saying that when he first saw Chili, he was such a refined young man. He also said that once when they were drinking at a bar, Xiao Wen deliberately drugged his drink when he wasn't paying attention, so that his friend would kiss Chili. He also said that Chili had a talent for drawing sketches, and for a while, Xiao Wen always carried a self-portrait drawn by Chili in his wallet to show off to everyone... I felt dizzy and increasingly uncomfortable as I listened.
"Xia Xiang, tidy up the table, it's time to eat." Pengpeng came over and patted me on the shoulder. Seeing my strange expression, he asked, "Who are you talking to on the phone? What's wrong?"
I said it was Shi Ji calling. Shi Ji, hearing Pengpeng's voice, insisted on talking to him. Pengpeng laughed and took the phone. I turned around and watched Hua Hong, wearing an apron, moving around in the kitchen, and felt a pang of sadness and pain in my heart.
After a while, Pengpeng picked up the phone and said to me, "I've finished talking to Shiji, do you two want to continue?"
I shook my head and said, "I want to eat."
So Pengpeng laughed into the phone, "Big Mouth, your brother's hungry. Let's talk tomorrow. Okay... bye."
After hanging up the phone, Pengpeng touched my forehead. "What's wrong? You look so listless."
I stood up, stretched, and walked towards the dining table.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little sleepy."
"Tch, all you do is sleep, you lazybones."
I turned back and gave Pengpeng a mischievous smile. Actually, I wanted to tell Pengpeng what I had just heard, maybe that would make me feel less upset. But looking at Pengpeng's innocent smiling face, I couldn't say anything. I couldn't let him be as upset as I was; he should be smiling all the time.
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