Undead Journal

Chapter 3

Rain on January 1 in the Age of the Undead

The weather today is pretty bad. It started raining early in the morning, not too heavy, but it never stopped.But it seems that Mr. Watering Can didn't go out because of this, and I finally remembered to take a serious look at Mr. Watering Can's appearance.

Thinking about it carefully, yesterday I either paid attention to the TV series, or the food, or the water vapor and sleepiness. I didn't take a serious look at Mr. Watering Can's appearance. It was quite wrong.

After all, he is now my landlord.

When I remembered this, Mr. Watering Can was brushing his teeth. The toothbrush bulged his cheeks. With the white foam in his mouth, the exaggerated dark circles around his eyes and his sickly pale cheeks, the overall image was really not good. Well, I don't know why I still see a bit of shock in such a haggard face.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what was the reason for this thrilling, so I simply studied why he was so haggard.

It stands to reason that he went to bed very early yesterday and didn't get up too early today, so he should have had a good rest, but why did he look like a ghost this morning.

Is it because of me?

Thinking of the shiver he had when he walked through me, I was inexplicably guilty, thinking about how I hugged him like an octopus after I fell asleep, and then Mr. Watering Can kept shivering and shivering...

This kind of picture makes me a little messy. I think I probably won't sleep and die like this. I can have a peaceful dream like that while hugging a person who is shaking like a sieve, or I can't wake up from a long sleep.

Well, there may be other reasons.

Such as lovelorn, such as insomnia.

I remembered what happened last night again, and I was able to laugh at a bitter drama. I think he is more likely to lose love than to suffer from insomnia, and falling in love often leads to insomnia...

Thinking about the intricate relationship between lovelornness and insomnia, I seriously feel that I have probably become a philosopher!

When I recovered from my thoughts, Mr. Watering Can was already sitting quietly at the dining table, and my eyes were immediately attracted by the breakfast on the table. After a while, I struggled to move my eyes to Mr. Watering Can’s face.

This is not the best time to take a look at it. The watering can is chewing slowly now, the jaw is moving all the time, and there are often bulges around the cheeks, but it is not so bad compared to the scene of brushing teeth. Although the eye circles are still dark blue, and the complexion is still a little pale, but the smooth line of the jaw and the beauty of the lip shape can be clearly seen.

——Mr. Watering Can’s dining habits are very good. Except for the process of putting food into his mouth, his mouth is always closed at other times, so even though he is still eating, I can easily judge him. lips.

Hmm, nice, kissable lips.

Then I was half full on Mr. Watering Can's lips.

Of course, this is a rather abstract term, which can be simply called "obscenity".

Mr. Watering Can had an accident while washing the dishes after eating. He accidentally stepped on a piece of splashed foam and almost fell down. Visibly shivering again.

So I was a little apprehensive, not because I was worried that Mr. Watering Can found something wrong because of this, but because I was worried that there would be some violations in his shivering body.Encountering a ghost or something is probably considered a kind of harm to a human being, especially since his current condition looks so unsatisfactory.

I found myself a very moral person, oh no ghost.

For example, he was unwilling to give Xiaopingtou random ideas before, for example, now he refuses to have any bad consequences for Mr. Watering Can because of me.

I quietly lengthened the distance between myself and Mr. Watering Can, but when Mr. Watering Can almost fell the next two times, I rushed over to hold him without thinking, and then sprinkled Mr. Kettle regretted it in his trembling.

I decided to find something else to do to distract myself so I wouldn't spoil Mr. Watering Can.

But as a ghost, what can I do?

You can't turn on Mr. Watering Can's TV in front of him.

Coincidentally, Mr. Watering Can was probably bored after finishing his work, so he ran to the study to play computer games, and even closed the door of the study tightly.I took the opportunity to turn on the TV to watch, and turned the volume down.

After I turned on the TV, I started thinking again... Mr. Watering Can has locked himself in the study, and I can't play him anymore, so is there any need to distract now?

In other words, there is actually no need for me to turn on the TV to watch now, just continue to be my thinker.

I can be in a daze all afternoon just sitting on the balcony, and it is not too difficult for me to spend time.

I stared blankly at the TV, thinking about this serious question, until Mr. Watering Can suddenly opened the door of the study, I realized it was broken, but it was obviously too late to turn off the TV at this time.

Naturally, Mr. Watering Can’s door may not have opened suddenly, but when I was lost in thought, it was easy to forget everything outside, so it seemed sudden.

I began to regret that I should have turned off the TV before thinking about such a serious proposition in life, and I don't know if I scared Mr. Watering Can.

Facts have proved that I always think too much. Mr. Watering Can didn't seem to realize that the TV was not turned on by himself, so he sat next to me and watched it naturally.

Fortunately, I moved aside cautiously, and then Mr. Watering Can watched TV, and I watched Mr. Watering Can.

In my heart at this time, I actually have some sympathy for Mr. Watering Can. It’s okay to fall easily if you have bad balance, and you don’t even have a good memory. How could someone like this be willing to let him live alone?

He should have someone by his side who can take care of him!

Of course, this is mainly because Mr. Watering Can looks good, especially the side face, which is slender and moist.

If I had changed to a tall and thick guy, I probably wouldn't have such a mood.

In a word, the side face of Mr. Watering Can is quite in line with my aesthetics.

But I don't have any idea of ​​what to do with Mr. Watering Can, it's just a pure appreciation.

In my current state, even if I want to have something to do with Mr. Watering Can, I guess it will only be a deep love affair. The specific manifestation is that Mr. Watering Can is shaking and shaking in my arms of nothingness. Crazy.

There is no beauty at all!

When I wrote this, I suddenly discovered one thing, that is, from the second half of yesterday's diary until now, there is a person who has been appearing in my diary, repeatedly, uninterrupted, without any other people inserting. appeared, that is, Mr. Watering Can!

It took me 10 minutes to examine my heart, and I finally thought that it was not because he looked more in line with my own aesthetics that I had some thoughts that I shouldn't have, but because in my current life, apart from him, no one else.

This is a kind of sadness, or another kind of deep philosophical question, I think, I need to think carefully...

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