Wang Ming didn't take any, but there was still one walnut left. This was because he had accidentally picked it up on the ground when he finished work yesterday. In Wang Ming's mind, picking something up and taking it were two different concepts. At this time, he naturally wouldn't let it go. He picked it up and left.,After going home yesterday, I seemed to have forgotten about this walnut again, only remembering it today.,The gurgling water soon filled the entire hut. Through the translucent plastic curtain, one could see a dark silhouette twisting in the water, humming a little tune as if quite content.。