I was smug when I suddenly felt something on me. I turned my head and saw four faces that looked exactly like me– Oh, my God, I had four avatars, and they were hanging from the same branch with me!
And it’s all on me!
I wanted to split up on the ground, but as soon as they changed, they were all hung on the tree with me!
So who saves who?
I shouted, “Hey, get out of here!”
They said in unison, “all right!”
The split-men began to move, the branches shook violently, and I shouted in horror, “Don’t move, don’t move!”
I thought to myself: life is like a table, full of misery (tragedy).
Originally, the branch is already hard enough for me, but now I have to bear so many people!
What do we do now?
Just wait for the branch to break?
Alas, it is more frightening to be so frightened than to fall to the ground!
If you don’t want to break it soon, give me a clean one!
I waited for a long time with my eyes closed, but there was no movement.
How could that be?
How can such a thin branch bear the weight of five people?
Is it true that with the increase of four people, the total weight has not increased?
Is my body as weightless as a ghost?
No, they put pressure on me so much that I can hardly breathe. How can there be no weight?
Oh, my God, who’s going to tell me what’s going on?
If only Zhu Mingming was here-Zhu Mingming is my best friend, he likes to study all kinds of strange things, he may be able to give me an answer.
I remembered again that I had been blown away by the wind.
No, although I am not fat, girls as thin as bamboo poles can be found everywhere in the street. all of them have been blown away by the wind, and it is not my turn.
Am I lighter than them?
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind that gave me the creeps: if I split up, would I take away some of the weight on my body?
Or, dilute my density?
It’s possible that every time I split up, I feel a little lighter!
Is it possible that my weight is about the same as that of “lantern grass” or a piece of paper?
Otherwise, how could I be blown away by the wind?
If that’s the case, what should I do?
Should I get all my avatars back so that they can become one with me again?
But where can I find the people I’ve driven away?
Even if I get it back, how can I get them to fit in with me?
I was thinking, “click” a crisp sound, my body began to fall, but the landing speed is much slower than I thought-like a piece of paper, falling from the air!
Even so, when I landed, I was stunned.
To make matters worse, the four halves were all on top of me, and I was on an adult meat mat!
I yelled, “Hey, don’t press me, get up, get out of here!”
It makes me angry to think that these parts have taken away my weight and made me light.
The split-ups got up quickly and scattered like birds and beasts.
It occurred to me that I should not let the split-ups go, I should let them come back, return to my body, and give me weight.
I shouted, “Hey, come back, all of you!”
But none of the people seemed to hear it, and all disappeared.
Strange, I used to be very obedient, why are these people not obedient?
There was a sense of foreboding in my heart.
I walked out of the woods and lamented, “what the hell is this place?”
How far have I been scraped?
How do we get back? ”
In order to prevent being scraped into the sky again, I picked up some heavy stones and put them in my pocket.
I thought to myself: now unless it’s a tornado, I won’t be blown away again, will I?
I secretly made up my mind: I can’t split up any more in the future, so as not to lose weight!
Besides, most importantly, I have to find a way to get my avatars back!
After walking for a while, I felt that the stones in my pocket were so heavy that I could hardly walk!
Alas, I never knew that a few fist-sized stones were so heavy!
However, I dare not throw away the stone. What if another gust of wind blows me to Siberia?
With a lot of effort, I came to the road. I finally saw a car coming. I waved and shouted, “Hey, stop the car!”
But instead of stopping, the car accelerated and whizzed past me.
I was so angry that I jumped to my feet and cursed: “so selfish!”
If you give me a ride, you’ll die! ”
After that, several more cars, large and small, came, but none of them stopped.
I was so angry that my lungs were about to explode, but there was nothing I could do about it!
There was no way, so I had to resign myself to driving the “No. 11 bus” and go down the road.
Alas, I don’t know if I’m going in the right direction.
When I was tired of walking, I even had an idea-to change a separate body and go back behind my back!
However, I held back the thought that the split would take away the weight of the body.
“Little friend, why are you walking here alone? where are you going?
Would you like me to give you a ride? ”
A low voice came. I turned my head and saw that it was a pickup truck. It looked dirty and shabby, like an antique that had just been dug up.
The driver, a middle-aged uncle, poked his huge head out of the window and asked with concern.
I thought to myself: will this car fall apart?
But it’s better to have a car than to walk!
I asked, “Uncle, I’m going back to the city. Where are you going?”
The uncle said, “I want to go back to the village, but there is a bus to the city in the village.”
Come on up, I’ll give you a ride! ”
I climbed into the passenger seat.
The motor of the minivan rang out as if a hundred machine guns were ringing at the same time, which made my eardrum ache.
Every part of the car vibrated as it drove forward, and the rearview mirror and door shook as if they were about to fall off.
I sat frightened, worried that the car might collapse at any moment.
Fortunately, the car took me to the bus stop at the entrance of the village safe and sound.
I thanked my uncle and waved goodbye.