默读/Silent Reading 4

This bit of goods was only fit for dragging home, stripping naked, and throwing on the bed.

“Then what did you bring me home for?”

If the sky falls, there’s still your imperial father to hold it up.

We’re both working dogs. If you behave, I won’t bite you.

If I really can’t continue in my career, I may end up having to rely on selling my body for a living. What do you think, lord? Will my looks do?”

Fei Du very cooperatively looked him up and down. That look was like the tongue of a large feline, licking over the clothes on his body with a layer of barbs, turning them to garlic skin. Luo Wenzhou couldn’t quite take it and raised a hand to block his gaze. “Hey, I’m not selling yet, behave yourself.”

a person keeping a cat had to make sure to put leftovers in the fridge, and a person keeping President Fei had to make sure to lock the liquor cabinet at the proper moment.

They were like a group of people groping around in the darkness who, whether from private motives or public duty, had by coincidence set foot on the path to seek the same abyss and had staggered along, moving forward with their eyes closed for this long. Now all their roads with their different starting places and different endings had finally met at the same point. There was a fragmentary flame flickering in the mists, faintly revealing the shape of the abyss.

“Sometimes, a person’s thoughts aren’t free, because external forces are constantly trying to mold you. They force you to accept mainstream tastes, force you to listen to whoever has the loudest voice—even if it doesn’t accord with your logic or your character, even if it’s entirely against your interests.”

Wang Xiao quietly sucked in a breath. She seemed to be crying.

“But as long as the real you still has one last gasp left in her, she’ll always be trying to make a weak noise.”

In all honestly, Luo Yiguo weighed nearly fifteen jin!

“Why is there so much milk, I don’t drink the stuff… Oh, and there’s a set of cat toys, wonderful. You picked your son up off the ground, but the cat is your own flesh and blood.”

“I’m sorry, I was scared…”

While a human lifetime might contain hundreds of thousands of regrets of all kinds, in the main, most of them came down to these words.