Daoist has facial paralysis

After skipping classes for several days, he was busy around his uncle at home, trying to cook in different ways.

After being busy for these days, Zhou Yibei finally remembered that he was still a student, and he wasted another morning, lazily rushing over to class, and then sat down in the classroom, followed by a small and cute girl.

Zhou Yibei casually threw the book on the table, turning a blind eye to the beauties around him, his mind was full of his Southwest uncle.

"Why haven't you come these days?... Do you want to eat candy?" The girl's round face squeezed into view, and she smiled sweetly.

"Don't eat," Zhou Yibei didn't look at the lollipop that the girl handed over.

"Oh..." The girl tore off the candy wrapper helplessly, stuffed the candy into her mouth, and said nothing.

When get out of class was about to end, Zhou Yibei had already thrown the book back into his bag, and was about to leave as soon as the get out of class bell rang, when the girl turned her face, "Are you okay after class?"

"Yes," Elbe flatly refused.

"Oh..." The girl lowered her head, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Zhou Yibei stood up, but the girl didn't move, and he was embarrassed to find that he couldn't go out.

"I'm in a hurry, please get up."

"Hmm..." The girl responded softly, watching him stand up slowly with red eyes, tears rolling in her eyes.

Zhou Yibei looked at her and hesitated, "...I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, you should find someone else."

The girl didn't speak, and he walked out... Another scene came to mind... What does the uncle look like when he is crying?The appearance of the Southwest Taoist priest crying pear blossoms with rain appeared in his mind... Zhou Yibei shook his head, frowned, thinking about this?If his uncle cried, how terrible would it be?

The girl's sobbing sound came from behind from time to time, and Zhou Yibei couldn't help turning his head when he was about to reach the school gate, "...what do you want to do with me?"

"You agreed?" The girl raised her head in surprise and wiped the tears from her face.

"...Well," Zhou Yibei reluctantly agreed, and thought about the time again, not to delay making dinner, "I have something to do after six o'clock."

"Well, okay, let's go eat now," the girl happily took his hand.

The two walked into a small restaurant near the school

Zhou Yibei ordered something casually, and put it in front of his eyes without taking a sip. The girl ordered three bottles of beer by herself, and after finishing drinking, she began to talk about a lot of things that Zhou Yibei didn't quite understand. The topics generally revolved around his ex-boyfriend. She cheated on her best friend, and she is very sad now that this matter has unfolded.

By the way, Zhou Yibei learned that the girl was repeating her studies, and that her ex-boyfriend was the philandering senior who was haunted by an infant spirit. The reason why the girl pursued him in such a two-faced way was because he was pleasing to the eye. The second is because I heard that the senior hates him very much, and I want to take this opportunity to anger the senior, and the third is because the girl really can't bear the loneliness and wants to find someone to relieve her depression.

Halfway through the hearing, Zhou Yibei couldn't take it anymore, and boredly drew amulets on the table with chopsticks, looked at the watch seven or eight times, and finally it was 05:30.

Zhou Yibei was about to get up to say goodbye when the girl stopped him, "Am I not good-looking?"

"Looks good," Yi Bei replied impatiently, and stood up, "I have to go, I'm in a hurry."

The door of the restaurant opened, and a few boys came in talking and laughing, and looked over here.

Zhou Yibei raised his head and made eye contact with them, hoping that among them was the girl's scumbag ex-boyfriend.

"Stay here and stay with me for a while longer," the girl turned around and saw the scumbag, and reached out to hold Zhou Yibei's hand.

Several male classmates also came over and held Zhou Yibei down.

……

28 Changjiang Road

More than nine o'clock in the evening

The Southwest Taoist priest sat on the Taishi chair and watched the ghost king with an apron holding a plate of black things in front of him. Don’t fry it, let’s stew it.”

The ghost king bowed his head and smelled it himself, and took the plate back to the kitchen in embarrassment.

"Wubai...Where did you say that little bastard went? Did he want to starve me on purpose?" The Southwest Taoist scratched the chin of the black cat in his arms, and Wubai meowed and stretched out his hand to lick his. finger.

"Bang bang..." There was a knock on the door.

A ghost king floated to the door, leaned out half of his body to look outside, and then floated up to the second floor, "Master Dao, the little bastard is back."

Dongxinan glanced at the ghost king, "Doesn't he have a key?"

"He seems to have drunk too much, and he is knocking on the door."

Zhou Yibei lay at the door, and drew a hangover talisman on his palm several times. He waved his hand and slammed the door, "Damn... I didn't drink too much... hiccup..."

Standing up crookedly, Zhou Yibei slammed on the door forcefully, "Open the door...it's raining and the children are being taken in..." He felt his hands empty as he slammed his fist on the man's shoulder. Familiar... Zhou Yibei sniffed his nose, a smell similar to sandalwood, and slowly raised his head, his expression collapsed, "Uncle, does it hurt? Let me help you..."

The Southwest Taoist priest looked at the little nephew who was lying in his arms and licking his mouth, and sighed... If the wine doesn't wake up, there will be no dinner.

"Master, I didn't do it on purpose... I love you the most," Zhou Yibei rubbed the shoulder of Daoist Daoist Xixi, talking nonsense to himself.

Dongxinan dragged him into the house and closed the door, "Do you still remember that I am your uncle?"

"Uncle Master," Zhou Yibei kept sticking to Dongxinan's body, biting the Taoist priest's collar and refusing to let go.

"Release," Dongxinan pressed his nephew's head and rubbed it.

"Oh Bu!" Zhou Yibei bit his collar and said inarticulately.

"Release quickly," Daoist Daoist Southwest pinched his nose, Yi Bei let go of his teeth, and the Daoist priest put down his hand, and he bit it again, "Master Hu, why do you think I'm fat?"

"..." The hangover spell was swallowed back, Dongxinan pinched Zhou Yibei's face with downcast eyes, and hugged him up, "Hurry up and sleep."

"Uncle Master," Zhou Yibei let go of his mouth and leaned into his arms with a smile on his face.

Dongxinan smelled the girl's perfume on him and smiled helplessly.