Chapter 17 postscript

A few days ago, my head was cramped, and I was thinking deeply about how to write a word, because I couldn't figure it out after much deliberation, so I asked my wife aloud: "Wrap around the ear, plus remove the dangerous word "dangerous". What is the word next to it?" It ended badly and was ridiculed by his wife for days. Sometimes I feel that the weather in Chengdu this year can no longer be simply described as "bad".It has been hazy for more than two months, and today is the long-lost sunshine. I quickly took a deck chair out to bask in the sun, and drank a cup of black tea to let my moldy bones absorb some ultraviolet rays.

The busyness of this year can hardly be described by a simple word "busy". It may be the most complicated year in my life. I am full of things and have nowhere to breathe.Even writing this postscript, I spent half an hour before going to bed and started writing in a hurry. The story of time is told back and forth, but it is just a day by day, watching the rotation of the clock hands on the wall and lost between the fingers. The wife is pregnant, and the wedding anniversary is beyond romance.Alas, I originally booked a plane ticket to Amsterdam and wanted to take her to the place where I was studying at university, but this idea will be stretched indefinitely because of the baby's arrival.

After refunding the ticket, I still feel a little at a loss. June 2012 passed my life in a hurry.On birthdays and wedding anniversaries, I cooked some simple food for myself, sat in the small garden, and spent them watching the moon. This year's life seems to be divided by some irresistible force.Every morning I get up at eight o'clock and make breakfast for myself and my wife.After dinner, I was busy with work and made lunch on time at twelve o'clock.Write some text after dinner and continue to take care of my wife.After dinner, I have some free time to rest my exhausted spirit.

day to day. I never thought of being a top guest, but the baby is such a magical creature, but it is not enough for me to accept it.Although the mood is more happy, but after becoming a parent, I am actually a parent.I have reached the age where the little lolitas who are abducted by lollipops will be called uncles, but I still can't accept it. My wife's stomach is getting bigger day by day. Sometimes I think that the baby is really like the alien in the horror movie, lurking in the stomach of people, absorbing the nutrition of human beings, growing bigger and bigger, and then breaking out of the shell .

Such an extension, then in fact we are all aliens.The previous generation of aliens gave birth to the next generation of aliens, but this alien happened to call itself "human". In other words, the theme of "Prometheus", the prequel of "Alien", is quite novel, but the director's skill is not enough, he can't control the plot, and he ruined a good script like this. At least, it made me complain again and again. I bought a small house in the south of the city where I lived before. Because it was a small three-bedroom house, I never moved to live in it.I bought it in 2008, it was my first house.At that time, I specially asked for a house with the window of the study facing the university dormitory.An unscrupulous couple was drooling, planning to set up two telescopes in the study.One peeped at the female dormitory, and the other peeked at the male dormitory. (Hey, I will be invited to the police station for tea by the police uncle!) But when I went to collect the house, I found that the unscrupulous developer had built another house in the empty green space. What's more sad, the lovely The dormitory for boys and girls is gone, and we can only see the garbage dump in the distance...

An unscrupulous person expressed his grief and indignation, so he has not lived there so far, but he has a child this year, and considering the better educational resources nearby, he had to move here. So, ah, life is really strange.Children will become parents one day; everyone always thinks that they are unique, but one day they will find that they are not special, they will get sick, suffer, be happy, and cry. As the movie "Black Mirror" said, we live in very complicated and strange times. Over the past decade, technology has transformed every aspect of our lives before we had the opportunity and time to think and question.Every family, every table, every palm has a monitor, a monitor, a smartphone, a black mirror that reflects the current reality.

We worship Google and Apple, Facebook knows us better than our parents, we can check all the information in the world, but we can't fit more than 140 microblogs in our minds. There are even times when I wake up in the morning and forget who I am. My wife vomited non-stop every day and couldn't eat. I lost a lot of weight because of being tired. I tried to hire servants, but none of them could stay for a few days before resigning.Poor people who are possessed by babies are always very irritable. Fortunately, she will not get angry at me, so there are only the two of us in this big family, and all the burdens are on my shoulders.

This is the responsibility of the family. When two people form a family together, there are always many responsibilities. After working hard to shoulder them, while being tired, there are actually many small happiness. Speaking of which, this book is the end of the fifth part of Night Silence.Unexpectedly, this series has entered the "six" era, and I am very moved.In fact, every time I finish a book, I will be moved with emotion. Feelings come and go. I guess I will be numb after the sixth part is over. Assuming, of course, that 2012 won't actually be the end of the world. It has been eleven years since the writing of "The Secret Files of Silence at Night".The first batch of readers, perhaps some of them have stepped into the ivory tower of marriage, and even gave birth to a baby. Perhaps, this is what I am most emotional about.

It is said that writing this book is also the first time in my life. I am stuck, I am sad, I can’t write a word, and I am sad.Everyone who got this book at the end of the year, if you feel that the plot is cheating, please feel free to scold me. Then, as usual, I would like to appeal at the end, please continue to support the Yebuyu series, please also read the pirated children's shoes and stop sending harassing letters and send the text of the novel to my mailbox with confidence, thank you.