The day I shared a flat with my female boss

Adam is three years old. He doesn't like fruit any more. God is worried. His Adam often has no appetite, and this toy of God threatens to lose its function. So God decided to make a toy for his toy. Although the raw material of the toy is just a rib, it has to be admitted that the appearance of God's wise rib restored Adam's appetite. We all know this rib, which is the legendary Eve

Adam is four years old and Eve is one year old. Adam thinks that the whole meaning of life is to see Eve's satisfied smile, and Eve thinks that the whole meaning of life is to eat the best and the most fruit, which is equal to: Adam thinks that the meaning of life is fruit. God felt that his Adam had returned to his simplicity, because this situation was very similar to the time when Adam only loved fruit when he was one year old.

Adam is five and Eve is two. Adam loves Eve, Eve loves fruit, so Adam loves fruit. This situation is basically the same as that of the previous year. The difference is that a major qualitative change took place in this year. Adam finally found the fruit that made Eve fall in love when he worked hard for his woman. When Eve finished eating, I went to find the one for her, and soon found it. In my black suitcase, the only thing I can't discard is two things: one is a book, the other is a gift from others.

I believe in the old saying that "there is a house of gold in a book, and there is a beauty in a book". I have read those books carefully. When I read them, I added my own understanding. There are dense footnotes in the blank space of the books. Therefore, I have feelings for those books!

And the gift, no matter how heavy it is, is someone else's heart. It's a good wish. Sometimes when sorting out personal belongings, turn it over and have a look. You will smile. There is a kind of happiness flowing quietly in your heart

"Ah..."

Lin Xi'er suddenly screams, and a copy of Wang Xiaobo's "golden age" in her hand falls to the ground. Almost at the same time, she jumps back and leaves the bed

"What's the matter?"

I ran to her

"Spiders Big spider... "

She pounced on me, grabbed my hand, looked at me in horror and stammered

I'm embarrassed. She's afraid of spiders!

I: "I'm not..."

She looked at me with wide eyes and said, "you have a big spider on your bed..."

But she is very cute now, like a little girl who is afraid of caterpillars, which makes people feel pity.

I said with a smile, "nothing. There are many spiders on my bed. Just look up at the spider webs on the roof."

She looked up at the ceiling, stunned

I said, "these spiders are non-toxic. They are all my friends."

"Ah? Friends... " She looked at me in silence and said that she was still shy away from the head of the bed

I said with a smile: "yes, sometimes they will climb up to my bed and sleep with me, sometimes they will go into the pages of my open books and help me proofread my handwriting, sometimes..."

"Stop it," she said, looking at me in surprise, "this, this It's terrible... "

That's right! For her, it's really scary. I haven't been to her residence, but I think her boudoir must be in a very high-end residence. Let alone spiders, I'm afraid it's not easy to see a mosquito, right?

Because of unexpected fear, her hand has never let go of mine, and she grabs my palm. It seems that her small hands are going to seek shelter in my big hands