Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

Wenxi sat by the window and looked downstairs, the book in his hand stopped on the first page, and he had not turned it all the time. The sunset glow turned his face warm yellow, his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheeks, and the vehicles at the intersection came There was a constant flow of coming and going, he blinked his eyes, but he never saw the figure of that old monster Pi Xiu.

Wenxi held the book in one hand, and slowly stroked the place that was pierced today with the other.

The moment he was pierced by the cold blade, he felt a sense of familiarity and fleeting pain. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to scare and frighten him.

Wenxi looked down at his intact abdomen, the skin under his fingers was not warm at all, he couldn't feel pain like a ghost, and ordinary knives couldn't hurt him. The pain is caused by the past memories hidden deep in the memory, not by the knife that pierced the body today.

He couldn't help but wonder if he was pierced through the abdomen by such a knife and died?

Wenxi sat on a chair and tried hard to recall, trying to find out a little bit, but only got an unbearable headache.

I can't think of anything, frustration and pain are intertwined in my heart, accompanied by a strange feeling in my heart.

Unable to bask in the sun for a long time, and needing to drink the soul-stimulating medicine that is so bitter that it makes people frown, Wenxi never felt that he was different from ordinary people, and even hypnotized himself that he might have a chance to recover his sun one day.

But today's knife completely tore apart his self-deception for so many days.

The time of his death and deep sleep is still flowing. Those who loved and hated back then have passed away in the past. Even if they want to retaliate or repay their kindness now, they will not be the same after several reincarnations.

Wenxi clenched and loosened the hand holding the book, maybe he really should wait until autumn comes, and listen to the old monster's words to reincarnate. At that time, the ashes will return to the ashes, and I won’t remember anything after a bowl of soup. In the next life, ordinary people will have both parents, and it is all right to live happily and safely.

Wenxi was thinking and suddenly heard a voice in his ear asking: "What are you thinking?"

Startled, he turned around and saw Pixiu standing behind him.

"How do you..."

Pixiu held his hand covering his stomach and frowned and asked, "Why are you covering here, is it uncomfortable?"

"No, no." Wenxi held his hot hand: "You came back so slowly."

Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows: "It's already very fast."

He got up holding the little thing and let the ghost sit on his lap, while he sat on the chair Wenxi had been sitting on. He turned his head to look at the intersection outside the window and asked, "Are you sitting here waiting for me to come back?"

Wenxi was silent for a while before responding.

"Looking at it all the time?" Pixiu asked.

Wenxi squeezed the book in his hand and said, "Actually, I didn't read it all the time. I just waited while reading."

"Really?" Pixiu took out the book in his hand and threw it aside: "Then don't read the book when you wait next time, play with your phone while waiting, it won't be so boring."

Wenxi paused: "Actually, it's okay, and it's not boring."

"Really? I see that you printed the first page of the book and didn't turn to the second page. It must be because the book is too boring for you to read." Pixiu's voice was filled with a smile , looking at Wenxi's ears that were starting to turn red, couldn't help but hug this little thing tighter again.

Wenxi didn't speak for a long time, and Pixiu also stayed silent with him.

But after being silent for a long time, Pi Xiu couldn't bear to ask, "Why did you rush up to help me block it today?"

"How do I know that you are rough and thick and won't be hurt?" Wenxi coughed, pretending to be calm and softly said: "What's more, if something happens to you, what will I do? Without you to take care of me, I won't last two days I'm going to blow up."

Hearing this, Pi Xiu chuckled, and put his hand on Wenxi's stomach. The warm feeling made him shrink back, but he got closer to the old monster behind him.

"Not next time." Pixiu whispered.

Wenxi leaned against him and looked up at his face: "Those people didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"Who can make things difficult for me? Little thing, you underestimate me a little bit." Pixiu smiled: "There is another question, why do you have to go with me at first?"

"Just..." Wenxi paused, and his voice became lower: "When my grandfather was taken away by them, he also told me that he would be back soon."

Then he never came back again. He thought that the brief separation became a permanent farewell.

Wenxi was a little stunned: "Then the house raider came, I was reading in the study, and then..."

"Hush——" Pixiu covered his mouth: "Don't say this, I don't like to hear it. I don't want to be your grandfather."

Wenxi covered his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "Your age is enough to be my great-grandfather."

Pi Xiu didn't speak, but moved his hand up slowly to cover Wenxi's eyes. The old monster's hand was slightly stronger, and the little thing leaned on his shoulder.

Black and smooth hair brushed Pi Xiu's cheeks, he looked down at Wenxi's fair neck slightly, his eyes turned yellow for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Don't be so impulsive next time, if something happens to your soul, it will be even more troublesome then." After finishing speaking, Pixiu let go of Wenxi and stood up, putting him on the sofa.

There was a cake on the coffee table in front of him, Wenxi looked curiously, until Pi Xiu put a piece to his mouth, and then asked: "Is this the cake they said on the Internet?"

"Taste."

Wenxi opened his mouth, and the light and soft cream wrapped in sweetness exploded on the tip of his tongue. Seeing the little thing's eyes widen, Pixiu couldn't help laughing.

Actually Xiaodong

Xi is also very easy to raise. At the critical moment, he has a little conscience and is not a white-eyed wolf. It is not too bad to raise it, and he does not lose money as imagined.

Boss Pi thought about the non-stop movement of his subordinates, and fed Wenxi a piece of cake with his own hands, and then wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the bead curtain behind her slammed loudly, and the little broom walked over with her schoolbag on her back, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Dad." The little broom yelled again and made his disgusting remarks again: "I, I don't want to go to school!"

Pixiu threw the cake box into the trash can, wiped his hands and asked, "What's the matter? Did your classmate snatch your broom again or did you see throwing trash on the ground again?"

"No, no!" The little broom blushed, "They laughed, laughed at my name!"

Wenxi wondered: "What's your name?"

"I, I just don't, I don't have a name!" The little broom jumped.

Wenxi: ...

Pi Xiu: ...

Boss Pi slapped his head. The name of the little broom must be a problem left over from history. When the child was picked up back then, everyone named it what it was called. Li Xiao stutters and the little broom takes turns.

Now that the child is grown up and sensible, he can no longer continue to fool around.

Pi Xiu took out his phone and said, "Wait, I'll find you a name online."

Wenxi grabbed his hand: "Can you just find it on the Internet?"

"Why can't it work?" Pi Xiu glanced at the screen: "There are online ones that can generate hundreds of names with one click, just choose a catchy one from there."

The little broom yelled: "No, don't! It's too, too casual!"

"Then what do you want to call yourself? Tell me. I'll call Feng Du and ask him to change it." Pi Xiu glanced at the time and put his phone back in his pocket. "Do your homework first, and then think about it after finishing your homework. I'll go downstairs first." Go watch, don't Jia Suzhen engage in Haiwan action again."

"I don't, don't think for yourself." The little broom went to Wenxi's side, holding the schoolbag and looking at Pixiu's back downstairs, angry.

Wenxi patted his head: "Don't be angry, write your homework first."

The little broom looked at him and suddenly called mom.

Wenxi's eyebrows twitched, and she didn't want to answer in her heart. Although it is a ghost over six hundred years old, much older than the little broom, but by the looks of it, he is not old enough to be a fucking ghost.

"Is it okay to call you brother in the future, don't call me mother." Wenxi paused: "I am not married to your father."

The little broom shook his head: "Mom, give me a name, and I will call you brother."

Wenxi was taken aback: "You want me to name you?"

"Father has no, no education! Don't want him!"

The uneducated father sneezed twice in a row downstairs, causing the whole store to be quiet for two seconds. Su An immediately took out a piece of paper and presented it, telling the boss to pay attention to his health.

Pixiu wiped his nose, thinking that it was another dog who was scolding him behind his back, he was careful not to be caught by him and twist his head off.

The spirited guy came to make a fuss, and several tables, chairs and benches in the store were broken. The boss and the dog-legged Su An together, both of them were in pain, grabbed the account book and said sharply: "Boss! Severe punishment! Severe punishment! "

Pi Xiu was heartbroken, and thought that if he had known that there was such a fearless assault fighter looking for trouble, he would not have moved the mahogany furniture out for flirting.

Su An pressed the calculator: "Boss, do they need us to pay for their medical expenses?"

"What the fuck, I won't even pay for the funeral expenses!" Pi Xiu frowned, thinking that Jia Suzhen would have to sing a few lines on stage tonight, and the price would have to be increased, the price of a song would have to increase by 25%.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a muffled sound. Jia Suzhen, the pillar of the stage, stood in the corridor blankly and looked at the entrance of the hall, the menu in her hand was scattered all over the floor.

"What's the matter?" Pi Xiu followed her gaze towards the door, and saw Wu Zu and the same girl came in talking and laughing, and the two of them sat next to each other in his usual seat, looking up was Jia Suzhen's singing stage .

Boss Pi's heart skipped a beat, it was broken, and the plan to get Jia Suzhen on stage to turn the tide today probably failed.

"Don't get excited." Pixiu called Houda: "Pour a glass of water for your sister Suzhen, and I'll order food."

Jia Suzhen blinked her eyes and forced a smile: "It's okay, I just softened my hand just now."

Pi Xiu went over with the menu, and smiled at Wu Zu: "Why, did you bring friends here today?"

"This is my classmate." Wu Zu looked around in the store: "Why isn't Sister Suzhen here? My classmate also likes to listen to Huangmei Opera. I heard what I said last time and came with me this time."

Pixiu glanced at the little girl, she wasn't very pretty, but her eyes were bright and big, as if she could talk.

"Is this a classmate? Isn't it a girlfriend?" Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

The little girl blushed, but Wu Zu said righteously, "No, it's just my classmate."

Pi Xiu smacked his lips, thinking that this plot is still the story of King Xiang's unintentional love of goddesses, coupled with unresolved love between humans and ghosts, and myths.

After ordering, Pixiu turned around and went back to the kitchen. Ren Jiao was so busy that Monkey Three stretched out his tail to help shake the spoon. When he saw the boss came in, he wailed and asked, "Boss, when will Brother Fox come back? My tail is muscular." I have practiced it all, and my hair has lost a knot, and I will not find my hairless girlfriend any more!"

"It's okay, if you don't have hair, you will be hairless. You need to practice more on the muscles of the tail. Now female monkeys like strong ones, and they look solid." Pixiu comforted him with a few words and sat on the side Jia Suzhen, who broke garlic, walked by

go.

"It's not a girlfriend, he doesn't mean that." Pixiu said.

Jia Suzhen clapped her hands and said softly: "Sooner or later it will happen. My family has thought about it before. One day he will come to listen to my opera with his wife. It is expected that it will be sooner or later."

She patted the scraps on her hand, stood up and said to Boss Pi: "Boss, let my family cook Wu Lang's dishes today. My family learned it when I was alive, and Master Ren also gave some pointers these days. My family promises not Defiled your sign."

Pi Xiu glanced at Ren Jiao, seeing him nodding, he sighed and said, "Okay, you go and try."