At 7 a.m. on February 13, 2019, the alarm clock of my phone rang on time, instantly dragging me out of my sweet dream. The harsh ringtone was like a key to wind the floor clock. With every turn, my sleepiness was reduced by half.

There is still an hour before working hours, and I have enough time to squander. The weather forecast says that the local outdoor temperature is as low as ten degrees and the room temperature is only twenty degrees. I decided to lie down in the bed first.

Five minutes later, the alarm clock of my phone rang again. I just glanced for a while and took a nap in a daze. It was not satisfied yet. It was still early before I could go to work. I decided to sleep for a while.

Five minutes later, the alarm clock ringing sounded like a death talisman. The noisy sound dispelled all sleepiness. I really couldn't delay it anymore. I decided to get up and go to the bathroom to wash.

When I lifted a corner of the quilt, I couldn't see a storm that was so strong that I could see the sky. My mood suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Uncle Chen, who used to visit every day, did not come.

In an instant, I felt the sky was turning and the ground was shaking. The ceiling was about to fall. The chandelier above my head fell and just hit my head. Blood surged upwards. Everything in front of me was gone without five fingers, and I was completely in a state of discomfort.

Uncle Chen, since he became sensible, his relatives who came to visit every day actually abandoned me today. Am I really old?

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This year, I am 35 or 36 years old. I get up every morning to wash myself, look at myself in the mirror, and get rid of the young and crazy youthfulness, and get rid of the edges and corners of my personality. I am so sleek and sophisticated. Unfortunately, even I can't believe it. This is actually true.

After more than ten years in a public institution, with a hard work and a serious and responsible attitude, mainly the relationship between the family, we climbed up step by step, and finally lived a prosperous life of the middle class, and at the same time we touched the ceiling of our career.

There are cliffs, cliffs, and chasms ahead. Even if I want to make progress, there is no way to go. After discovering the trick, I suddenly felt that I was too ridiculous and had no chance to reach the top. My spirit became increasingly depressed. Even the gentleness of my wife and bestie and the Victoria's Secret could not cheer me up again.

At this critical moment, even Uncle Chen, who came to visit me every day, stood outside the door without coming in for daily greetings. I had already heard the whine of the aging of the organs in my body, and saw myself in the mirror, and smiled contemptuously at me.

Go to your Mad! What to see? Stop watching!

I couldn't help but waved my fist and hit my face in the mirror hard. The contemptuous smile broke instantly. My mood finally got better. I felt the boredom surrounding my chest disappeared, and I finally felt relieved.

However, the broken mirror fragments cut open the skin on the back of the hand, and the hot pain followed, and the narrow wound kept bleeding. The blood beads slid to the wrist and dripped into the basin of the washing table. Half-filled warm water then fainted and dyed a faint pink.

What am I doing? How can I hurt myself? Am I too stupid? My career instinct wakes up instantly. I quickly opened the cabinet above my head, found the home medicine box, and used medical alcohol to clean the wound. I originally wanted to use hemostatic cotton and bandages - it was too small, so I pressed the wound with a bandage.

The blood was still flowing, constantly oozing out, and the band patch was quickly soaked in the ground. I looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little sad and a little sad. I couldn't say where the sorrow came from.

If I was still young and such a small wound would stop bleeding in a blink of an eye, it would definitely be like this, after all, memories of the past would not lie.

After all, I am getting old! Even Uncle Chen is unwilling to visit. Isn’t I old, is there any other explanation?

I just woke up in the morning and the first thing was so bad, and I felt a little depressed. Seeing that the wound was finally bleeding, I decisively changed into a band patch, carefully cleaned the blood on my right hand, and carefully cleaned the home medicine box and put it back into the original cabinet.

I turned around and left the bathroom, found thermal underwear, took off my pajamas quickly, and changed into it quickly. I felt a little cold, and I couldn't help but tremble. After all, I was old and couldn't even bear the little coldness. I wanted to get into the bed with the remaining heat, but I didn't have much time to go to work.

I put on thick socks and put on the unit’s uniform. Thinking that it was still very cold outside, I added another scarf and put it around my neck, and simply tied a knot.

After leaving the bedroom, there was a breakfast on the table in the living room. It must have been specially prepared by my wife who was sleeping in separate rooms. She felt a little moved and felt more guilty.

She works in the street financial settlement center and is responsible for the collection, payment and settlement of financial funds of administrative and public institutions under the street. She just started working yesterday on the eighth day of the lunar calendar, and got up early today. In fact, there is really no need to be so diligent.

In a blink of an eye, it was seven-thirty, and it was getting late. I didn't sit down to have breakfast. I picked up the warm milk, drank it in two or three sips, reached out to pick up two slices of bread, and held the poached egg. It was solved in two or three sips.

As I felt the tender and smooth slurry of the poached egg, I turned between my lips and teeth. I suddenly remembered Mr. Chen, who was still not in outside the door. My thinking quickly changed. I remembered the secret recipe for revitalizing my mighty style, "magic wine" - whiskey raw eggs. According to those who tried it, the effect was amazing.

My professional instincts awaken again, and my doubts about everything could not stop surging out: Of course, it may be useless. Some people hype it up, but whiskey and raw eggs are common, so why not try it?

I decided to prepare a glass of "magic wine" at home after get off work. If Chen Bo can come back tomorrow, this secret recipe for revitalizing his strength must order ten thousand likes.

Before I could work at work, I was thinking about the trivial matters of life outside of eight hours. I felt a little ashamed. I received a generous salary and enjoyed various welfare subsidies. I didn’t have the pressure of mortgage loans and car loans. I was almost exempted from medical care. I had to do my best to work.

After leaving the warm little home, I just closed the door and locked it, and I saw the neighbor opposite me also went out. The upper body was a thick white hooded down jacket, thin flesh-colored stockings underneath, and a pair of black high-tube leather boots. The legs were well-proportioned and the curves were almost perfect.

"Good morning...Ah Sir!"

Listening to Mandarin with a slightly Guangdong-Hong Kong accent, my sweet voice was a little hoarse, and I was secretly surprised: Could it be that she and her husband fought for 300 rounds last night, and they shouted and yelled too hard.
Chapter completed!