23-08-2025, 04:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 23-08-2025, 04:51 PM by Penetration. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
The two black figures made almost no sound. If the water in the pool wasn't too soft and caused fluctuations, I wouldn't have been able to tell that there was anyone in the pool.
I wanted to shout at the two black figures, but found that I was too weak to scream. I could only tremble and sit slowly on the balcony.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a few muffled hums as if I were hallucinating. The world seemed to have returned to its original dead silence. I numbly looked up at the blue sky in the dark night in the distance. Countless stars were shining brightly in the sky above the northern hemisphere. I Surprisingly, in these starlights, consciousness dissipated bit by bit until it sank into endless darkness.
I just fell asleep on the balcony.
The next day, I was awakened by the laughter on the beach. I opened my eyes, stood up and looked towards the beach. The sun had come out, seagulls were screaming and flying on the sea, and the sparse figures were following the rising sun on the beach. Walk around.
I looked at the messy place that had not been cleaned up last night. The butter was still stuck under the pavilion from the fight last night.
I looked at the stainless steel escalator that was shining brightly in the sun. Everything that happened last night was like a dream, so real and yet so unreal.
After I went to the bathroom to take a shower, I walked out of the room. I heard Sam's snoring in the room next to mine. The door to my parents' room didn't open either. I walked downstairs and looked at the familiar and familiar figure. The room felt strange, but I was a little scared, so I had to go to the large living room on the first floor and sit on the sofa, waiting for them to wake up.
I looked at various oil paintings hanging in the living room. I didn’t take a closer look when I came here yesterday. Looking at them now, I always feel that those oil paintings are full of lustful atmosphere. Most of the European women painted in the frames are naked and wearing uniforms. Each piece of transparent tulle, the eyes full of obscenity.
After more than twenty minutes, Dad came down from the stairs first, and soon Sam followed. Looking at Sam's satisfied and honest smile, I always felt like I was holding my breath and couldn't let it out.
I wanted to shout at the two black figures, but found that I was too weak to scream. I could only tremble and sit slowly on the balcony.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a few muffled hums as if I were hallucinating. The world seemed to have returned to its original dead silence. I numbly looked up at the blue sky in the dark night in the distance. Countless stars were shining brightly in the sky above the northern hemisphere. I Surprisingly, in these starlights, consciousness dissipated bit by bit until it sank into endless darkness.
I just fell asleep on the balcony.
The next day, I was awakened by the laughter on the beach. I opened my eyes, stood up and looked towards the beach. The sun had come out, seagulls were screaming and flying on the sea, and the sparse figures were following the rising sun on the beach. Walk around.
I looked at the messy place that had not been cleaned up last night. The butter was still stuck under the pavilion from the fight last night.
I looked at the stainless steel escalator that was shining brightly in the sun. Everything that happened last night was like a dream, so real and yet so unreal.
After I went to the bathroom to take a shower, I walked out of the room. I heard Sam's snoring in the room next to mine. The door to my parents' room didn't open either. I walked downstairs and looked at the familiar and familiar figure. The room felt strange, but I was a little scared, so I had to go to the large living room on the first floor and sit on the sofa, waiting for them to wake up.
I looked at various oil paintings hanging in the living room. I didn’t take a closer look when I came here yesterday. Looking at them now, I always feel that those oil paintings are full of lustful atmosphere. Most of the European women painted in the frames are naked and wearing uniforms. Each piece of transparent tulle, the eyes full of obscenity.
After more than twenty minutes, Dad came down from the stairs first, and soon Sam followed. Looking at Sam's satisfied and honest smile, I always felt like I was holding my breath and couldn't let it out.
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