Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Zhang Qiling was guarding a person who was hysterical one second and fell asleep the next.

Silently looking at Wu Xie's sleeping face, wrapping him up with a quilt, guarding him, looking at him, hugging him through the quilt...

It is said that people who experience extreme mood swings and are close to mental collapse often suddenly faint due to exhaustion.

It will feel like falling asleep, but in fact it is a protective mechanism of the body, forcing the human spirit to "shut down" to avoid worse situations.

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie's face. This man looked very young, not at all like the middle-aged man in his 40s that they said. He looked exactly like the boy in the photo.

Still handsome and cute...

I just don't like to laugh anymore.

The sunny and cheerful boy whose smile was as bright as the sun disappeared.

From the comments of people around him, he could sense that Wu had not had an easy time in recent years, but what was the reason?

He doesn't know.

It seemed like it was because of him? But why would he be willing to let Wu Xie face those difficulties alone?

Zhang Qiling couldn't quite understand the twists and turns involved.

Before he could realize what was happening, his hand had already gently touched Wu Xie's cheek. He touched it carefully, twice, and then, feeling guilty, he suddenly pulled back. But as if he was addicted, he continued to offend him, even though he knew that this was an unallowed touch.

Zhang Qiling saw the fine hairs on Wu Xie's delicate skin. They were small and short, swaying with the breath he exhaled.

so cute,

This person, from head to toe, even the hair on his head, exudes a lovely stubbornness.

Zhang Qiling began to recall the scene when they first met.

It wasn't the peeping outside the window that day, or the encounter of him squatting on the roof in a funny hospital gown, that was their reunion.

That......

What about earlier?

What was it like when they first met in that memory he had forgotten?

what happened?

Is this person smiling?

Zhang Qiling suddenly became curious about Wu Xie's past and was eager to remember something.

He stayed with Wu Xie, leaned against Wu Xie, and hugged him loosely through the quilt.

Zhang Qiling always believed that since he had forgotten everything about Wu Xie, he was not qualified to truly hug him.

But,

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, ten minutes...an hour passed...

He remembered nothing. The memories of the past disappeared so completely that even if he tried his best to recall, he still couldn't remember even a little bit about Wu Xie.

A deep sense of frustration welled up in my heart.

He felt upset that he was unable to accomplish what Wu Xie wanted.

Time passed by minute by minute, and noises began to come from the shop downstairs. It should be the Fatty getting up to prepare dinner, and it was time for them to pick up Xiuxiu and the others.

But Wu Xie was still asleep, and Zhang Qiling didn't want to wake him up. He was thinking about how he could get the key to the car, and then learn to drive without any instruction to pick up the two guests who had come from afar.

Or should I trouble the shop assistant to do it?

"Well......"

Even without Zhang Qiling's wake-up service, Wu Xie still woke up at the right time.

Over the years, he has developed the habit of waking up at the time he wants without an alarm clock. He is no longer the "little kid" who often oversleeps and needs Pan Zi to wake him up and then rush to catch up with the group.

"Young man?" Wu Xie rubbed his eyes and called him in confusion.

Zhang Qiling calmly withdrew his hand from Wu Xie and responded with a "hmm".

To be honest, he was a little nervous. He was afraid to see Wu Xie's hysterical look again, and he was also afraid that the warm relationship he had finally achieved in the past few days would be destroyed.

But Wu Xie seemed to have forgotten the quarrel that had just happened. He looked at himself and Zhang Qiling in confusion and asked in surprise: "Are we so dishonest when we sleep? We can actually roll from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed?"

Zhang Qiling:......

"No wonder I felt like my whole body was falling apart when I woke up." Wu Xie was not surprised that he didn't get a reply from the young man. He complained to himself twice, but didn't continue to ask why he slept sitting down. He raised his arms and stretched them twice, waking up a little. "Let's go, young man, let's go pick up the two girls for dinner."

Although Xiuxiu is no longer the little girl she used to be, and exudes the charm unique to a mature woman, Wu Xie feels that this girl has not changed at all. She is still the little girl who likes to follow them around and call them "brother" sweetly.

Still the sister who needs their protection.

Wu Xie went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he went downstairs, the fat man was already busy in the kitchen. Wang Meng was helping out by the side, showing his courtesy.

He tried to get the fat boss to say a few good words for him in front of his own boss.

The kitchen of Wu Xie's shop was not big to begin with. When the fat man's majestic figure stood there, the space around him instantly became cramped. Wang Meng was a hindrance and made things worse, which made the fat man very annoyed.

"Get out! I don't have much to say to losers like you. If you have any problems, go to Tian Zhen. Don't bother me. I'm busy. I don't have time to play house games with you."

"Don't disturb me while I'm cooking!"

Wu Xie found it funny. Recently, the fat man began to recall the good old days when he was a chef. He vowed to pick up the spatula again and create his own grand catering empire. He would fight bravely for it and not fear sacrifice!

Don't get me wrong,

What we fat guys call sacrifice is to keep adding a little more fat to protect our bodies.

"It's summer, and you don't mind the heat." Wu Xie leaned on the handrail of the stairs and said with a smile, "Aren't the dishes at Louwailou pretty good? Yuncai A'mei has never tasted Hangzhou cuisine. How can we not try the delicacies of Hangzhou when we come here?"

"Louwailou, Louwailou!" The fat man turned around and spit on Wu Xie fiercely, "The boss of Louwailou has fed you so many sweet talk that all you think about is Louwailou."

Wu Xie shrugged helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. It's just close."

The fat man was too lazy to argue with him, and proudly puffed out his belly, "These two girls just want to eat what I cook!"

"Okay, okay." Wu Xie took the car keys and threw the ring hanging on his fingertips quickly, "I'll go pick them up."

"Remember to buy some drinks when you come back. We won't drink today." the fat man shouted.

"it is good!"

Wang Meng followed Wu Xie and tried to talk to him several times, but was completely ignored by Wu Xie.

He now has no room for this money-eating beast in his eyes.

"Don't show up in my sight until the account is settled." Wu Xie got into the car and gave a final warning before closing the door: "I will really sell you to pay off the debt."

Wang Meng cried sadly: "No! Boss!!!"

Wu Xie ignored him. After the young man caught up with him and sat in the passenger seat, he stepped on the accelerator and the loose little golden cup sped away.

"Brother, fasten your seat belt." Wu Xie reminded him.

They really don’t have the money to pay the fine now!

"Click," the sound of the safety buckle being inserted.

Zhang Qiling: “Okay.”

"Yeah." Wu Xie replied casually, "I see."

I was thinking about how to spend the least amount of money and make the two girls have fun in the next few days.