Move my tail, you're mine

Misty got into trouble.

Strictly speaking, he ate someone else's food again.

But this time, he didn't take the initiative to eat it!

The food in the mouth slides through the esophagus and comes to the stomach, just like the food is potassium chlorate, the stomach is phosphorus, the two are mixed, and there is only one result.

explosion.

Now, his stomach is filled with gunpowder smoke, pain, severe pain, the whole stomach has fallen apart, a hundred times more painful than last time, every nerve is clamoring for pain, and the only remaining sliver of consciousness is holding him together. He does not transform in front of outsiders.

The whole world is blurred.

Why is he here?

"Wu'er, close your eyes!"

Mother's urgent voice, why do you want him to close his eyes?

"Wu'er! Close your eyes! Hurry up!"

So did my father, why did he have to close his eyes?

"Wu'er, if you want to transform, you have to go to that world..."

Yes, he came here to degenerate and to survive.

But now, how do you live?

It hurts so badly that I want to die.

Fu Li, where are you?

Pay off...

Fu Li thought he was hallucinating the weak voice that came from the sky, but after thinking about it carefully, maybe something happened to Wu Gui.

He grabbed his coat and said to Yan Le in a deep voice, "Uncle Wu will lend me a half day."

Yan Le didn't ask too much: "Okay."

The moment I went out, I received a call from the head teacher, saying that Wugui might have food poisoning.

Fu Li responded politely, and after hanging up the phone, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

When he arrived at the school, the ambulance was downstairs, and a teacher and a little girl were standing at the door of the infirmary. The little girl was crying, and the teacher was trying to comfort her.

Fu Li was very irritable, but even more restless.

The moment he saw Wugui, he thought that Wugui was going to die.

His pale face was tinged with blue, his normally rosy lips were even paler, his hair was drenched with sweat and stuck to his forehead, his big eyes were tightly closed at this moment, and his whole body was curled up on the bed in the infirmary, unconscious The state, but the right hand is still scratching the edge of the bed, and the blood has already been worn out.

He couldn't even see the rise and fall of Wu Gui's breath.

"Mr. Fu! I'm so sorry. The ambulance has arrived! But he refuses to take medicine, and refuses to go to the hospital! Several adults couldn't lift him up, so we desperately grabbed the bed to keep him from moving! We really can't do anything..."

Meng Qingyun's eyes were red with anxiety, and she twisted her hands together. This was the first time she encountered this situation, and she didn't know what to do.

"I see, it's okay."

After Fu Li replied lightly, he walked to the side of the bed, his brows were furrowed into a knot, and his gaze stayed on the blood-stained hand.

"it's me."

Simple two words.

Hearing that familiar voice, the tense nerves of the person on the bed finally relaxed, his whole body went limp, and the hand holding the edge of the bed slowly let go.

"go home."

It was the same voice, calm and powerful, with the same two words, but it had a reassuring and bewitching power.

"Hmm..." Wu Gui responded weakly, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't open his eyes, nor did he have the strength to do so.

This was the first time Fu Li carried him on his back.

The cool wind gently brushed his forehead, and the sun in the sky was gently swaying the sun towards the earth. He opened his eyes slightly, and in the dazzling light was Fu Li's broad back, which was swaying.

Closing his eyes again, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he felt warm all over.

Gradually, he regained his strength, and the pain in his stomach also eased.

This time it came hard, but it seemed to go faster.

An inexplicable low air pressure enveloped them, Wu Gui felt his scalp tingling.

Why didn't Fu Li speak?

"Fu Li..."

Wu Gui yelled a few times, but there was no response, he knew that Fu Li was angry.

The distance from the infirmary to the school gate is not long, but Wu Gui feels that the distance is terribly long.

If he felt a little uncomfortable during that part of the journey, then this part of the journey in the car was simply suffering.

Fu Li didn't say a word to him the whole time!Didn't even look at him!

"Uncle Wu, thank you for your hard work!" Fu Li stood by the car door, and Wu Gui stood beside him.

Uncle Wu smiled and nodded towards Fu Li, stepped on the gas pedal, turned around and left.

After leaving Uncle Wu, Fu Li glanced lightly at Wu Gui, turned around and walked away.

The obviously emotionless gaze was like being pricked by a needle, seemingly innocuous, but the pain involved the heart and lasted forever.

The moment Fu Li turned around, all that was left to Wu Gui was his tight lips and that tense handsome face.He stared blankly at the stubborn figure, and silently followed.

When they got home, Fu Li still didn't speak.

Wu Gui couldn't stand the silent violence, and said, "Speak up!"

Fu Li didn't even move his eyelids, he was busy all the time, including cleaning up the lump of bird droppings on the sofa, as long as there was no one at home, the bird would leave a pile of droppings on the sofa, regardless of the weather, they were all used to it up.

Wu Gui saw that Fu Li was going to wipe the TV cabinet, so he wanted to pick up the photos on the TV cabinet and let Fu Li wipe it off, but he stopped before he touched the frame.

"Let it go." Fu Li said coldly without raising his head.

He withdrew his hand brilliantly, his eyes were a little moist, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt, the more wronged he felt, the more he wanted to get angry, he exploded.

"You are talking! You should listen to my explanation! Don't say anything, don't ask anything! It's been so long, you don't feel bad, I feel bad! I'm enduring the pain without illusion! I'm enduring the pain I didn’t take the medicine they gave me! Because it will hurt even more! Someone wants to move me, I can’t use my strength, I can’t use it, I can only stick to the bed! My stomach hurts and my hands hurt! You’re fine, what happened? Don't say anything, don't ask! And use cold violence..."

He yelled incoherently, and whimpered after yelling. After waiting for a while, he thought that Fu Li would not make a sound again, so he wanted to go back to the room. Before he turned around, Fu Li's voice wafted in the quiet living room .

"Are you uncomfortable? Do you know what it feels like when I see you lying on the bed looking like you are going to die?"

The voice is very soft, but a little trembling.

At that time, his heart seemed to be pinched hard by someone, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't beat. At that moment, he seemed to see the last side of his grandfather lying on the bed. He had no choice but to watch his grandfather smiling and closing his eyes. I closed my eyes and never opened them again.

At that moment, his world collapsed.

It took him a long, long time to build up his own world bit by bit.

"Don't make fun of your own life even if you are so fucking greedy! You are a god! You have a long life! You won't die! What my mother said just lingered in your ears and then flew away!"

The taut string broke.

Wu Gui stood there in a daze, staring at Fu Li, letting him speak, his heart pumping up and down following Fu Li's words.

It's hard to argue, he did eat it.

"Isn't the food my mother cooks delicious!"

Wu Gui raised his head suddenly: "Of course not, it's very delicious!"

Fu Li's cooking skills are really nothing to say, it's incomparable to a chef, but it's very flavorful, the taste of home, the kind that you can't stop eating after one bite.

"Then you still eat other people's food?"

"I didn't want to eat it, but she insisted on sending it to my mouth..."

"Eat it as soon as it's in your mouth, won't you vomit?"

Give □□ do you eat too!

"I didn't have time to vomit, so it slid down my throat." Wu Gui's voice was like a thread, his eyes rolled darkly, without confidence.

Fu Li's face was a little tense, it was obviously a very serious question, but it finally turned into what it is now. Seeing that kid's aggrieved appearance, he couldn't hold back his anger.

"Tell me, what is so delicious."

"Hmm... just, listen to her, what is it called an egg roll." Wu Gui unconsciously licked his lips, as if the taste was still on his lips.

"Your second uncle! Something as big as an egg roll can slip into your throat? Then your throat must be this-so big!"

The fingers of Fu Li's two hands were grasped into a semicircle, stacked together, compared to the size of an oval, and then exaggeratedly enlarged to draw a circle, a smile overflowed from his eyes.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Wu Gui walked over in surprise and grabbed Fu Li's arm, he didn't miss that smile.

"Who the hell told you I'm angry!"

Fu Li shook off his hand, with a displeasure on his face, but walked into the kitchen.

"Isn't it just egg rolls? I'll make you eight or ten. But today you can only eat porridge!"

"But she didn't feed me strips."

A certain child who is not afraid of death added another sentence, innocent and innocent.

The air froze again.

Someone committed suicide again.

"You know what an ass!"

"..."

Fu Li took a deep breath and exhaled, resisting not going over to hit that kid on the head.

"First make strips, then change the knife, and the final product is the slice you eat!"

Fu Li was annoyed: Why did he explain it to this kid!

Wugui let out an "oh", with a long ending, and didn't dare to ask what "changed knife" is.

Fu Li was washing rice while thinking about problems.

He was thinking, if he wants to go to Haicheng on the weekend, he still has to bring the fog back, but how can he bring it?

Become a human, no proof.

Turned into a turtle, how to pass the security check, pet consignment?

Yes, there is one more problem.

If I can't go to this school, it's only half a day. If there is such a big commotion, if I stay for a semester, I won't let that kid go bankrupt!

Just as he thought of this, the phone in his pocket rang.

is a text message.

Fu Li put the pot aside, wiped his hands, took out the phone, and opened it.

——Mr. Fu, the tuition fees you paid have been refunded to you in full. Our school has decided in a meeting not to accept transfer students for the time being. I am really sorry.

The implication is: students, please bring it yourself!We don't greet you anymore!

Well, the problem solved itself.

It also saves him from finding any reason to drop out of school.

Hey, this kid may really have to be entrusted to Lin Zhu in the future.

In the pet hospital, Lin Zhu who was reading a book felt a chill down his spine and sneezed.

"come over."

Fu Li took the medicine box and sat on the sofa, and took out iodophor from it.

Wugui sat next to him like a good baby, looking at the bottle of black and brown stuff curiously.

"doing what?"

"Take it out."

Wu Gui stretched out his hand.

Fu Li dipped it from the bottle with a cotton swab, grabbed the injured hand, and was about to disinfect the wound when Wu Gui suddenly withdrew his hand, his palm aching, and he realized that he had actually forgotten to heal the wound.

"No! Look at me!"

He squeezed his hand gently, and when he opened it again, the wound on the palm of his hand had disappeared, and the palm of his hand was intact as before, without a trace of trace.

Then he grinned and looked at Fu Li, that face seemed to say: Look, I'm amazing!Praise me!Praise me!

Fu Li packed his things expressionlessly without saying anything.

In fact, his heart has already been surging.

I go!I forgot that people are not human!I'm still worrying about a piece of wool!

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