I borrowed some books from the library to my room to browse, the books about dwarves are very few and even lost, the words have faded a lot.
I was so engrossed that I read without blinking for a second until the next morning, I wouldn't have even realized I would have stayed up all night if the sun hadn't been shining in from the window onto the table.
When I realized that it was time to fall asleep, it was okay to take a short nap, about two hours later, and then wake up. I must say that I am an individual whose biological clock is easily changed by an unexpected event, so only two hours is enough. I collapsed on the table, and fell asleep as soon as I put my face down.
Similarly, I know that my body always has a certain limit, I didn't expect to overcome it but the consequences are… My body has no strength to return to bed.
I hope I can control my sleepiness.
The echo is my moderate snoring, don't get me wrong, my snoring is real, it only happens when I'm too tired and stressed.
I fell except on the chair, and the fall made me completely awake. At first, I looked around bewilderedly like a fallen child and needed to find an adult to cry for relief, and receive attention.
Me too: U are heaven? What's that?" I put one hand on the armrest of the chair, and forcefully stood up on my own, drooling down my throat.
Wait a minute, this isn't my room, it's not the spirit world. There is a bed by the window, next to the bed is a table… Wait a minute, this is my house.
I climbed into bed and looked through the window. There was a large acorn tree, this tree was from my grandmother's life. Under the tree was a picture of a thin woman holding a white dress in her hands. Her eyes were puffy and turbid red as if someone had hit her.
She looks so sticky, her pajamas are so dirty and smelly, didn't she shower or wash her clothes? My passing left a deep wound for my mother! More despicable is that I forgot the woman who gave birth to me, I tried to hug her even though I knew I couldn't.
I clearly remember next to my house there was a very troublesome uncle! Her said that the uncle was in trouble for a good reason, the big man was very clumsy and did not do it.
He used to play soccer with the kids in the neighborhood, and he didn't know whether it was accidentally or purposely that the ball was on my tree, in my yard, in my face.
This time, my mom faced a balloon.
You see me, you hear me, you're not done with me.
Okay, admitting that I was dreaming, so everything around me changed so quickly. Am I in heaven ? When I was a child, I sometimes thought that cotton candy was taken from clouds, it was really childish. I can touch the clouds, it's great.
But it's not as great as I thought it would be, it's still good but weird. I don't dare to step up the stairs from these clouds, I am afraid of falling.
Slow down already! Hey! Don't tell me I'm dead, can staying up at night reading books lead to a stroke? Am I dead?
The touch made me completely awake, just a dream. Luckily, I thought I was going to see my grandparents. I slept for a long time until the afternoon, wasting a lot of time, treating today as a day off.
I did personal hygiene, went down to the communal dining room, ate something temporarily, and then went to the kitchen to have some candy. Likewise, I mentioned before that Irina loves the candy I make, it's been a long time since I've made Irina a batch of candy.
The kitchen doesn't have a place for me right now. For me, the day off is simply doing less work or not being able to practise less of. I serve at the public canteen, no matter what, there's a shortage of people.
Helping someone, no matter how small, makes me happier to give gold.
I have a big family filled with happiness.
Irina was very busy today, i didn't see her reply when my came to give me the sweets i just made, it's very late, extremely late, and she hasn't even returned to her room yet, there must be something wrong, I was loved the most by Irina sister, but entering her room without Irina was still an act of self-intrusion, I used magic to teleport the candy section alone inside and immediately put it on the table.
I went back to my room and tried to sleep, it was hard because I chose to sleep from early morning to late afternoon, closing my eyes for a while sleep.
The five-shot bell was the bell in the regulations for warning of second-degree danger that Irina had issued earlier. Before coming here, we had to practice mock battles at least twice a month since we were kids, and after coming here, it's gone because everyone is busy settling into a new place, building and maintaining a new home, crop.
I watched from above with my teammates, each party will have two people guarding a house.
I'm on the same team as the gray-haired Henry, the person has a sloppy look, a bad habit, Henry is a reliable guy, he's a multi-talented guy.
Occasionally, I also hate how he jokes around with the people around him. People who get teased often don't like him very much, that's in everyday life.
Henry's only weapon is a paper pinwheel, which is ancient but has not been torn despite many battles.
As we were watching, we were all attracted by something black flying past, the smell looked familiar.
It slowed down when it got closer to the wall, I realized that, the layer of clouds… Above that floating cloud was none other than the guy I met in the cellar stick people to the ceiling, this person was a chiton shirt. I have never seen a person with such a bright platinum hair color as this gentleman. Behind was Irina chasing after.
Everyone including me, the mages started to act, the magicians created the protective films, we stood on it and started defending and supporting.
Tension enveloped the surroundings. This name is difficult to deal with. He's not alone.