Bride up, smile at the camera. Come tell me I love you. I'll look soft again. Keep your hands in the abdomen. The camera pushed around the bride for a week.
Wang Chee placed the memory card on the card reader and opened the computer and put it in the folder. He changed the title of the document to the art of art on 19 August 2023, after which he proceeded to select the photographs. The girl's face appears on the screen, and the mouse wheel moves down on the girl's body and zooms on her body, and every detail is beyond doubt. A fine waist band is attached to the little twilight of red-sleeved gold, and it's leaning up on its waist, and it's got a big chest up there. And then the eyes moved to the hidden dent in the lower abdomen, and, despite the coverings of the large lower skirts, the sexy position appeared.
He dragged the selected photos into a synthetic software and then pulled the curtains by the window. He's been busy all morning, and for more than six years he's been in this business, he's already been used to the afternoon nap. He took off his underwear and returned to his chair, and the display and video on the computer had been synthesized. He pulled some toilet paper out of the paper ball and then put on his headphones and turned on the video. The bride on the screen, who is called Zen, sits on the wedding bed and looks softly at Wang Chee outside the screen. The moment when they looked at each other, he was in the world of images. The bride reached out with two hands to untie the cuffs of the coat, and unmasked the coat with red silk straps, looking away. The images on the screen are slightly shivering, and there are some breathtaking signs. Wang has reached out to his own penis and began to enjoy a wonderful vision of light.
Wang Chee threw used paper packs on the floor without any visitors. The paper pack is rapidly drying up in sunlight. It's drying up quickly to form wrinkles in different shapes, and each of the groups has a face and a face. He'll put it in the toilet when he's up to a certain amount.
As for him, when he was burdened, he became tired and fell asleep on a bed full of couches. Wang Chae had a wild dream.
The details of the dream flowed as quickly as the water on the floor bricks when they sat in the toilet. He took a pot of clean water and washed his face and a little tea out of the mirror. Male photographers usually leave their beards in order to keep a delicate laziness. He had done the same thing, but he realized that it was simply to highlight the gender nature of girls' tricks and to abandon the boring dress. They're not ironed, they're hot, they're cut in 10 minutes. He decided to go to the mall and have noodles, which must be the soup before it's a tunnel. He didn't have to drive his own car.
He crossed a bag and was put on a bus, sitting in the back row. He found a non-heavy flat novel in his bag. The cover of the book is a picture of an old street, and it is clear that this alley has disappeared in the big cities. It was this cover that attracted him when he bought it, but he looked all over the book and found no clue about the old street. The whole story is just plain as water, telling me that a man travels to a city for no purpose. Wang Chee wrote his micro-message in the blanks next to one of the words on a page of the book and drew a four-leaf pattern, which was then placed in the neighbouring seat. The movement to leave books on buses was initiated by feminist associations abroad, and he left a link not to want sex, but to a romantic fantasy. In a sense, it's also a new way of fishing. He made sure nobody found this little move and got out of the station.
The mall is full of beautiful women of all colours, some of whom look as simple as they look, but he's already seen as having a hard time trying. While waiting at the restaurant, the partner pushed him with a microcard, a female customer with a cartoon look.
His nickname is a string of words, not knowing the language. Archer was very fond of guessing about the bride's character through his head and voice, a job that often reached a wide range of women. He applied for a friend to brush his circle, and an old client had a picture of his abdominal rise and had been declared pregnant with the paperwork. He ordered a compliment and left a message asking if he wanted to take a photo. At that point, the waiter brought up the ramen and he dropped his phone and started eating noodles. Wang Chee noticed a couple sitting across the window. Eating half for each other's noodles bowl. He himself dug a spicy spoon of chili and put it in a bowl of noodles with soup and shrimp to keep eating noodles. After dinner, you walk to the park, and the crowd of plaza dancers is scattered. Occasionally, people were shaking under the street lights, which was too familiar for him to know where to go. He walked slowly along the concrete road, carrying leaves up in the autumn, and was overridden from time to time by running men and women, and occasionally saw couples kissing under thin shades of trees, with middle-aged couples walking separately. Single women usually wear headphones, and sometimes they follow a very good look, waiting to learn the frequency and attitude of his steps and stop. He never talks, he doesn't run to the side and take a look.
It was 10:30 when he returned home, and the elevator ran into the young girl who lived on the 21st floor, both wearing masks and never said hello. On one occasion, two individuals took the elevator and went down the stairs, also to get the delivery and returned in the same elevator. The girls also wanted to miss this time slightly, as a result of which there was one person standing in the elevator and two people sharing a tense time and space.
He came home and went straight to the bathroom to take a bath and left a narrow door to the toilet through the glass. Seam
The light in the living room was off, and a dark crack was left there. He closed his eyes in the shower and felt something staring at himself outside the door. In an instant, an ingenuity, wrinkled, and the whole person was in a creepy state. He felt that all the objects in the bathroom had eyes and that a white ghost was staring at him. The more afraid he was, the more he could not open his eyes, until the oppression was so strong that he had difficulty breathing that he finally opened his eyes and stopped the game. He was spitting, and the strangeness that was without tears disappeared.
Wipe yourself on the couch and turn on the projector. Find an old French or Italian movie. Cigarettes pass through rotten beams that leave a shadow in the air. The scene of the movie is already very familiar. He'll be asleep soon. Wang Chee was awakening in a strange wilderness. The movie is still going on. It's 1:30 in the morning. A confirmation of a friend has passed, and he can see the bride's circle. He saw himself being dragged into a temporary group by his partners, in which wedding ceremonials and hotel manager motorcade drivers and so on. A man with a picture of himself and the sea was clearly the groom, and he immediately requested a friend. The bride had changed her nickname in the group to Vivi to open a circle of friends for three days, in the background of a screenshot of a small film. But this film is just an introductory series, and it's a lot of girls. His region is showing some sense in front of the horns of volts and experiences immortality throughout his free life. This reminds him of a song called Coincidence and Coincidence, which Wang Chao really doesn't care about girls' worth. There are too many beautiful women doing this job, and what he wants never happened, and it's always a little bit short, and that's a little bit crucial to him.
Wang Chee checked the girl ' s tweets with the search engine and repeated them in several forums. A related microblogging account was retrieved, and many associated social platforms were accessed. It's just some trivial routine information. He's sleeping again in these interlocking spiders.
The following day, a casual lunch was held, a meeting was held in the afternoon with a scheduled male client and a weekend was arranged. In the evening, he drove to the market to buy seafood for sale, went home and boiled and drank himself another day. It's just the way it is. He never talks to her online friends, and sometimes he talks. That Viv had more than two months left, and he didn't have a lot of friends, nor did Wang Chee.
One day, Wang Chae listened to music and looked at books in a public library, and suddenly his phone turned on. "Sorry, guys, the wedding's off. See you later." Vivi left the group after the news. There are two less grooms and brides. Wang Chee found Viv's best friend, but only one bar. Wang Chee followed the girl, Vivey, and searched everywhere for his words. But Twitter and social software are not being updated.
Then Wang Chee's computer broke down and the documents were gone.
Wang Chee sent a message to his partner one day that he would not do the job, and he withdrew from the house.
He took the train and left the city.