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The wind is howling.

It was raining in the early morning.

The air was damp and the whole room was dark.

Mo Zhuosi also forgot what time he went to bed last night. When he opened his eyes, it was already 13:30 pm.

Release the curtains and open the windows.

I saw the sunny outside, but there was a line of water stains under the window.

He put on his coat and scratched his hair, opened the door and came to the living room.

The room was empty, with a piece of paper covered with food and a tabletop.

The note reads: "My second aunt said she was uncomfortable. I went to the hospital to see her today. I could eat it as soon as the food was hot."

No wonder no one called himself up, it turned out that my mother was out.

He went to the bathroom washbasin to wash and saw that his sister's toothbrush had obviously been used.

Mo Zhuosi came to the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker, which was still hot.

His stomach had been empty for a long time, and he had finished sweeping the cold food on the table in a while.

There was no one at home, so it was boring to stay by himself. He went back to his room to take out the replicator that recorded last night and the note that copied the lyrics, and pressed it on the table with a cup.

After thinking about it, Mo Zhuosi wrote a few big words on the paper with a pen.

"There is a song here, and the lyrics are here. I don't understand the score. You should know how to sing when you listen to the recording. Take this song and go to the world!"

He originally wanted to write some words of encouragement, but he couldn't write it out no matter how hard he was. Maybe he had this kind of ghost personality!

Mo Zhuosi smiled and shook his head, then twisted up the key and walked out the door.

He whistled, which was exactly the tone of "Little Luck".
Chapter completed!