Wujia looks at the direction Ye Chen points to. It is a floating cloud in the remote area on her right. The cloud is sparse and lonely, which reminds people of the backyard where weeds have been removed. Her eyes move down and exhale slowly, and her voice is pulled out from the deep throat bit by bit.

"Cloud."

A boring answer.

Ye Chen looked at her unsatisfied and said, "what I asked is what the cloud looks like."

Wujia nodded to show that she understood the meaning of Ye Chen. She kept her eyes on the floating clouds for a long time. Then she solemnly answered Ye Chen and said, "it's like a chain entangled together."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He turned from lying down to sitting. His face was tense. After a while, he lay back and compared two seven with his thumb and index finger. He put the camera posture in front of him. Looking at the clouds through the frame, he replied: "it looks like a chain indeed." That piece of floating cloud, sparse and at the same time, respectively entangled, is not a chain linked together?

"But." Ye Chen pauses for a moment. He takes a look at Wujia. Seeing no home, he doesn't respond. He says helplessly, "you are really not curious at all."

No home to turn around, back to Ye Chen pillow his hand said: "you say."

Although this support was not sincere, ye Chen felt that compared with the stinky face of no family before, it was also a kind of progress. He coughed twice and cleared his throat and said, "don't you think it's like cotton? One after another of the opened cotton has been twisted together and turned into a flower."

"Cotton? Flowers Wu Jia's mouth repeatedly repeated these words, and finally sneered.

Ye Chen did not know why he asked, "what are you laughing at?"

Wujia shook his head. He could not see her expression. He could only hear the cold voice of the lake which was frozen in the cold winter and December. Wujia said: "according to your opinion, the sky is full of cotton and flowers."

"How can it be the same?" Ye Chen raised his voice. In order to prove his point of view, he pointed to another floating cloud and said, "you see, this one looks like an eagle flapping its wings."

He pointed to another place and said, "don't you think this looks like a tree?"

"No matter what it looks like, it's meaningless," he said coldly

"You don't find beautiful eyes." Ye Chen is a little unhappy. When one person shares something with another, he always hopes to get some positive response from the sharer. Although his purpose of sharing with no family is not pure, and he doesn't really care about it in his heart, he still needs to say something in order to maintain human settings.

Wujia suddenly turned around. She stared at Ye Chen's eyes, which flashed a sense of consternation. She said one word at a time: "why should I pay attention to a pile of things set out?"

"Set up?" Ye Chen is more stunned. He looked up at the clouds in the sky. The clouds had their own shapes, floating in the sky with the breeze. They were calm and natural, and there was no trace of artificial piling up.

Wujia seemed to realize that she had said something wrong. She turned and murmured, "I didn't say anything. You didn't hear anything." It's just that I can't see my face at home.

Ye Chen laughs to himself. His words and deeds are very mature. Sometimes he feels that he is talking to an adult, but the age limit is not easy to get rid of, such as now.

He went around the homeless man and asked, "what do you mean by being set? I don't think you've ever seen a real cloud before With the lessons learned from the past, ye Chen has found the best way to deal with homelessness. Children are such things that they can't stand provocation, can't they?

"Are you saying I'm a frog in the well?" No home's cheek is more bulging. Ye Chen looks at it, and there is an idea in his mind: can't such a drum explode? He suddenly felt his hand itchy, especially wanted to pinch the homeless cheek.

"I tell you, you people are frogs in the well! Every day I look at the illusory world and feel nothing. If you are kept in captivity without knowing it, you are the most ridiculous. You are the frog at the bottom of the well! " Wujia heartrending roar out, ye Chen from her start to say the first words found her mood is not right, he immediately covered Wujia's mouth, the rest of her words are blocked in his palm.

After Wujia finished, he gasped violently. He didn't look like a man watching the clouds on the grass. Instead, he looked like a rescued man who fell into the water and struggled for half a day to get up.

Ye chenshun with no home back to repeat again and again: "it's OK, it's OK."

After a while, Wujia eased up and her breath gradually calmed down. Her two amber eyes turned and moved upward, staring at Ye Chen. Ye Chen showed a polite smile. Wujia broke off his hand and said, "it's really ugly."

Ye Chen touched his face and sighed, "ugliness has no way. Appearance is born."

"Some people look fake." Wujia said, touching his face with his finger, gently, and then quickly moved away."Plastic surgery? I don't like that stuff. "

"What do you like? Look at the fake clouds? " No home irony.

Ye Chen looked at her, as if he didn't understand the reason why her voice suddenly became bad. He looked at her and realized that her speech was not correct. She turned her face and said, "the clouds in the villa group are all fake."

"Why?" Ye Chen asked.

"To get something."

"What?" Ye Chen stares at the side face of no home, the expression is attentive, in the depth of his eyes, the deep light is heavy and floating. No one looked at him and said, "something in the interests of some people."

"Who are they?" Ye Chen moved up and down the larynx and continued to ask.

No one impatiently gave a knife to the eye and said angrily, "are you 100000 why? Where do you get so much? Why? "

This is the bottom line of homelessness. Ye Chen thought in his heart. He changed the topic and asked, "can I ask you one more question? You say you've seen real clouds, that is to say, you came in from the outside? "

No home more uncomfortable, her hair floating behind her, restlessly moving, ready to move, all over the killing machine. Ye Chen looked, subconsciously touched his neck.

"You asked before I agreed to answer you." Wujia sighed and relaxed herself helplessly. Her eyes were empty and looked at the distance, like falling into a certain memory. ..

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