Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Mr. Grande (crossed out):

I…

Under the dark yellow lamp, the man is lying on the table Before, he kept grasping the messy hair, and the nib that was mastered kept igniting after the person said, his mind was broken.

No, you can’t say that. He wanted to express too much, and he didn’t know how to start.

He flexed and stretched his fingers, and the paper on the table was put into the palm of his hand under the grasp of his fingers. The sound of the twists and breaks of the fibers was reminded in the dimly lit room. The white paper was spread on the table, and the man thought seriously before writing.

Zake (crossed out) Zachary:

Please ignore his willful typos and alterations. The name he uses is his name, which is pretending to be easy. If he knows Zachary Grande so well, he doesn’t need to write a letter here, but also Zachary! Uh! We all know that anyone who knows a funeral master will call him’Zac’. Forget it, keep watching what he writes.

“Maowei (crossed out)…Mao, presumptuous, I wrote you this letter, because I am your fan.

True fans!

The mans pen tip stopped in the air, and his mind was disconnected again! Under the dim light, this guy’s face stared at the two words in front of him as if he were constipated.

The man irritatedly waved this fist in front of the desk, grabbed the paper on the desk again, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

New paper is laid out again.

The man’s pen tip was quickly retracted as soon as it touched the surface of the paper. This time he didn’t seem to be going to waste paper, he had to be fully prepared before writing.

He stood up and began to walk around in the small room, occasionally stretching and breathing deeply.

Unfortunately, this is really not a large enough room. An adult man really has no room to stretch here. His waving arms hit the stand shaped like a’Heaven Supporting Pillar’.

The collision noise that shouldn’t appear late at night came from this small room.

Under the closed door of the room, the white light was on.

The man turned off his desk lamp anxiously, and the brand-new white paper was crumpled up and thrown away. He jumped into a narrow single bed and covered the quilt!

“Baby (non-spouse, mother and child).” The door of the room was pushed open, and the light from outside followed the open door into the room. Outdated animated posters and piles of old toys and decorations are revealed.

“I heard some noises.” The middle-aged woman pushing the door of the room first looked towards a big’lump’ on a bed that was too small, shook the head, Take a deep breath and ask in a caring voice as much as possible, “Are you asleep? Baby?”

“Fell asleep!” An unusually positive answer came from under the blanket. Adult men, just a reminder.

The woman held her light back and pursed her mouth, her expression depressed. After waiting for a while, she saw the overturned stand beside the bed, walked over lightly, raised the stand, arranged the clothes hanging on it, and hung it again.

“Baby.” The woman asked softly, “Tomorrow we will go to [Pixar Department Store] (when Wander kidnapped James, Zach and Walter visited, the desolate department store in the North District, ninth Volume. Maggies perfume shop is here.) How about shopping? The woman paused, looked around at this room that is more suitable for a ten-year-old boy, and then looked at the bed if its not’bulging’ and it won’t fit.’ Yituo’, “The things in your room need to be changed, so it doesnt fit you anymore.”

“But I like the Heaven Supporting Pillar.” An adult mans head sticks out from under the quilt, with thick arms. He also stretched out and grabbed the stand that had just been raised, with a look of dismay.

The woman stretched out her hand to smooth the mans messy hair, “Then dont change it, but you really need to change a bed.”

The man turned over on the bed. , Straightened his legs, and his two calves were hanging horizontally at the end of the bed. He blinked, nodded.

“Okay, let’s go to sleep.” The woman pulled away the crumpled quilt and put on a thin blanket. When she got up and was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something, “Did the baby take medicine? ?”

“Eat!” He answered very positively.

The woman frowned, opened the bedside table, and placed a few yellow plastic vials askew inside. The woman took out a few bottles, frowned and looked at the pills inside. She was counting.

“Bu Laien.” The woman’s face became serious, and she stopped calling baby, but called her name, which means it is very serious, “What have I told you, lying is wrong!” “

The woman stretched the medicine bottle in front of the mans fearful face, “Ill ask again, have you taken the medicine?”

Man, Bu Laien, his head She shook her head nervously against the sunken pillow, “No, no. I’m sorry, I lied.”

The seriousness on the woman’s face disappeared and she unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle, “It’s okay. I cant lie anymore, remember.

The water glass and the pills were handed to Bu Laien at the same time. He took it honestly, threw the pills into his mouth, raised the water glass, and the Adams apple in the middle of his neck. Scrolling up and down, he put down the water glass and opened his mouth wide enough that he could see his uvula. Bu Laien turned his head on his left and right sides, his tongue flipped up and down in his mouth, he was proving to people that he really drank it.

The woman’s face suddenly became a little sad. This movement was’trained’ and was unnatural.

“Okay, okay, I believe my baby.” The woman reflexively saved Bu Laien, patted his back, “Let’s rest, tomorrow we will go to Becky Street.”

Bu Laien nodded, turned over honestly, curled up in a small bed, “Good night, mother.”

“Good night, baby.” The woman exited the room , Closed the door, and after a slight footstep, the light in the gap under the door went out.

Bu Laien on the bed quickly lifted the thin blanket on his body and sat on the eaves of the bed. He frowned, tilted his head to think about it, and shook his head, not knowing what was going on. Back in front of the desk again, pinched the knob of the lamp with his fingers and turned it carefully. The darkest rays of light only dim a small area in front of the table.

Bu Laien laid a piece of white paper again and picked up the pen.

He has already decided what to write. Although there are too many things he wants to write, he plans to write part of it first. Bu Laien quickly wrote the title.

Drag the sharpness (crossed out) Torrido:

Bu Laien is very excited because his body is trembling slightly and his face is boyish-what did he do After stimulating things, smile excitedly.

You dont know who I am (crossed out, grammatical error) who I am, its okay, I know who you are! You are my idol! I must write to you in the most appropriate name!

You have eyes like Autobots laser eyes, and you have the same speed as Ninja Turtles! You are like a super bear (cross out) hero (cross out) eagle bear that only appears in the dark!

You are my eagle bear!

I know what you did! You punished those who bullied me! You……

……

This is how a letter filled with corrections is completed. Bu Laien folded it carefully, took out the envelope from the drawer, stuffed the letter with excitement, and affixed the stamp.

Bu Laien’s eyes fell on the small turtle-shaped alarm clock on the bedside table. It was just after midnight. He carefully walked to the side of the room, leaning his body against the wall, secretly listening to the opposite movement.

He didnt hear anything, but he didnt seem to be ready to take the risk. He picked up the turtle shell alarm clock and placed it on the window sill. He cautiously opened the curtains covering the moonlight, from a little crack His eyes widened, and he peered down at the street outside the window.

This is the southern part of the North District.

Bu Laien first attracted his eyes to the brightest place. Somewhere about two streets away, at the bottom of the dark building, there was a sudden neon. In the southern part of the North District, where both the internal image and the external image are bleak, it is so shiny that it is abrupt!

From the distance of Bu Laien, one can still barely tell that it is a sign of a man riding a horse.

Do you know what this is? This is the sign that the’General’ gave him [General’s Rest Station]. Remember, what he said to Zach, “I will become the brightest bar in this piece! Wait till night…hehe!”, he realized.

Someone in front of the bar was pushing people in and out one after another. Bu Laien had no interest. He quickly turned his eyes and moved to a dark place. He stared wide-eyed, ignoring the gangsters dangling on the street, searching for something expectantly.

The pointer in the tortoise-shaped alarm clock has not stopped, and it keeps jumping to the next frame according to the rules. Time is passing, and the search Bu Laien is looking forward to continues.

He was not disappointed.

At about two o’clock, after the street became scarce, his “idol”-our Zac, appeared.

First of all, it is very consistent with our perception that I spent a long time in the shadow of the street corner. When I walked out of the street corner, when Bu Laien first discovered it, the clothes that wrinkled all over his body had been neatly arranged.

Bu Laien held his breath in excitement, lowered his body behind the curtain, and stared at the silhouette expectantly-the vampire who came to stock up on food!

“Go ahead!” Bu Laien sent him a reminder to his idol in his heart, as if he was doing Gonggong. “Yes! Right there! Wait, wait a while! This is the person!”

One street away, Zach beckons with the hand to someone who walked out of a dim bar. When the other person shook his body and approached, the black shadow was inlaid with two stretched red rays of light. The two people disappeared into a completely dark alley.

Five minutes later, Zach shook out from the other end of the alley, shook the blood tank he was holding, twitched his lips, seemed not satisfied, and started looking for the next target.

“Left!” Bu Laien danced his hands in excitement behind the curtain, and then stuck it in front of the curtain. He saw through the gap and continued to give his idol in his heart. “It’s this one! The people inside are very annoying!”

Zach walked leisurely past a certain bar, then suddenly turned back, and the silhouette sank into the bar.

Half an hour later, Zach came out, shook the blood tank he was holding, and seemed satisfied, refreshed his appearance and disappeared.

Behind the curtain, Bu Laien searched around anxiously, but did not find the silhouette of his’idol’ again, and disappointedly loosened the curtain that opened a slit, looked at the turtle shell alarm clock, it was almost time Up.

Bu Laien lightly took off the clothes hanging on the stand shaped like Heaven Supporting Pillar, put it on, and slowly moved to the door of the room, listening to it sideways for a while before opening Closed the door.

The dark interior can barely see the pattern. It is not just Bu Laien’s room that is small, this family apartment is very small as a whole. Of course, this is the southern part, what a good environment can you count on! In Barton, the location is worse than Ogier!

Moving to the door without making a sound, Bu Laien paid careful attention to the direction of the master bedroom, opened the door nervously, and a dark corridor appeared in front of him.

Half of success.

Bu Laien jammed the door lock with folded paper and ran downstairs quickly! He is going to send a letter to his idol!

The silhouette of an adult man is running on a dark street. Although Bu Laien’s goal is clear enough, he still can’t help but detour!

He first ran to a dark alley, looked at someone sleeping on the ground with excitement, and mischievously took off his pants and put them on his head! While doing this, he yelled excitedly, “Give it back to you! Give it back to you!”

Then he ran to a bar again. Oh! No one stopped this ridiculous adult man in cartoon clothes, because everyone, including the bodyguard at the door, was sleepy like a baby! Crooked sideways in his base camp!

Bu Laien detoured behind the wine cabinet, prying open all the wine bottle by bottle! Then I went to the back of the bar and found the key to the cellar from the clothes next to the man who pressed the two women on him! Bu Laien got down to the cellar with excitement and pried all the wine bottles…

After doing all these childish pranks, Bu Laien was content to stand in front of the mailbox on the west side of the southeast part near Highway 27, with a look Holding the letter with pious hands, pointed it at the black hole of the delivery port, put out a long breath, and delivered it into the envelope.

Let us be fixed in this scene, regardless of the joyful adult man jumping and running home, looking at the moon in the night sky, pulling a little bit of the star-studded night as it sinks.

The rays of light in the moon are getting dim, and the world has its darkest moment before it has completely sunk into the western horizon.

At this moment, two dazzling lights appeared in the darkness. Greens postal van was parked next to the mailbox. Two people in uniform jumped out of the car and carried on their work. A stack of letters is gone.

At dawn, a ray of light appeared in the east, and the car restarted, slowly driving away, leaving an empty mailbox.

The matter in this place is not over yet.

The half-naked man with the face of Bu Laien, barefoot, suddenly rushed out from the side of the street! The ass of the truck he watched was getting farther and farther, and he hit the hollow post box with a punch!

‘Bu Laien’, this man, fiercely staring fiercely at the disappearing postal van at the intersection, yelled angrily, “What did you do! Bu Laien! What did you do!”

Is he questioning himself?

Who knows!

The palm of a fist was stretched out in front of him, and the so-called doctors order was stuck on the yellow plastic jar. An angry rays of light flashed in the eyes of’Bu Laien’. He raised his hand and slammed the thing in his hand to the ground!

“****!”

Well, if that woman is there, she should educate her baby, “Swearing is the same as lying, it is wrong.”

However, Bu Laien at this time does not seem to be a “baby” at all. It is just an adult man who affects the appearance of the city. I pray that he will go home before the whole city wakes up, otherwise he will be in the southern part. Just be taken away by the police on patrol.