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"Farewell to Yanyu Jiangnan in seal cutting, I can't bear to sign your beauty." —— "Three Thousands of Weak Water"

...... (Part of Zhang Haoran's Monologue of God's Trouble)......

I don’t know why, but I don’t feel scared just thinking about my brother’s way of chasing and killing me at that time and his insane nature from time to time, but if I think about having epilepsy in the future, the two of us will face the snake spirit and chasing and killing me from time to time, I was suddenly scared to death.

It seems that I am also more delusional about being persecuted, because I have a sense of responsibility for others (narcissism).

But I was not very willing to part with him, so after my brother left, I got tired of epilepsy for a long time, making the two of us silly and sweet to the limit.I knew I was going to leave soon, but I remembered the promise we made to wait for the spring together. Maybe there is no time for that. The spring in the Northeast came very late, and my brother was in a hurry. I answered a phone call from him that day. His voice was already bitter, and the situation he said seemed to be getting more and more serious, so he thought, maybe it really won't be until spring.

One day, make a good apology with epilepsy, and then let's go.

The next morning, it was early in the morning, and it was just dawn. I woke up in the small apartment with 20 square meters of Japanese decoration. I had rubbed the quilt in a mess, and I was a little dizzy. After sitting up, I looked at the epilepsy next to me—— ——Although the mattress is still stretched out on the floor, the quilt has been tightly hugged and crumpled into a ball. He is wearing that cute aqua blue dead fish bathrobe, and he is also warmed by the cold air Frozen and shrunk into a small ball.

I carefully pulled out the quilt from his arms, thinking to myself, if I wake him up, I will say goodbye, and if I don't wake him up, I will cover him with the quilt.He groaned, turned over and continued to sleep on his back. It was such a simple action, but it made me tremble in fright, like being hit by a crocodile...

It was different from the time when my brother stabbed me with a knife. At that time, I was hit hard by a 6-meter-long Nile crocodile, and my heart ached and bled. It's like it's crispy.

He didn't wake up, so I quietly covered him with the quilt, and saw that he was stuffed in the quilt, and even half covered his face, only showing his slightly fluttering eyes and his small nose bridge.I couldn't bear to wake him up, so I had to sit quietly and watch him.Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he then threw out a small hand from the quilt, his palm was half covered in the quilt, and his fingers were even thinner...

Then, I couldn't bear to wake him up even more, so I packed a small bag and left alone.

Of course that's all for later.

The memory killing that day is not over yet. To be precise, I recalled the whole night, because my brother didn't know what caused the noise on top of my head and didn't fall asleep all night.He makes a fuss, and I don't want to sleep either.So just remember it.

It seems that those things in the past have not been touched for a long time.

Especially those things about Zhang Haoran.

When I met Zhang Weiran, I was at my worst. I was hunted down by my brother, and brought home by a certain daughter of a local gangster I didn’t know. I don’t know her, or what kind of premeditation they had, maybe they asked my brother for ransom , if this is the case, they will come back empty-handed and tear up the ticket, because my brother will never pay attention to me.

He is the one who wants to kill me...

At that time, he had already made up his mind that he must die.Although the wounds on his body have been properly treated, wearing funny bandages and wearing clothes makes him feel bloated.I will not let go of my guard, but I will not show it, anyway, I will die anyway, so hurry up and live for a few more days while they are negotiating with my brother.

So, at that time, I guessed that I was under house arrest in the old villa in the mountains and forests, and still maintained a certain degree of freedom. I was not chained in the room, but was "isolated" in the old villas in the mountains and forests.

The old villa is very big, there is enough space for me to move around, not to mention that the daughter gave me the key to the basement, so I can play all kinds of things in it.Speaking of which, having such a basement has been my dream since childhood... The basement of the old Shi family house was made like a rehabilitation center because of my grandfather's health.

The first is to play with equipment, perhaps because I have been friends since I was a child. Although there are not many heart-to-heart friends, I am used to having people around me all the time, so even if I play with equipment, I still feel bored and lonely.It's really boring to bump into one person in the huge villa while still "humming". It seems that there are only four people here - a certain daughter, a certain servant, me and a certain mysterious person.

Later, I saw that mysterious person. He was a child, who looked only ten years old, at most 12 years old.He looks so cute, and I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him, but he shut me out of the door in pia.After that, I stuck with him for a long time before he was willing to play with me. I played with him while playing in the basement. I don’t know if someone complained about me to a certain daughter, and then a teacher came to teach me how to use those very unpopular ones. Cold weapon.

He actually taught me how to use a halberd...I really became Lu Bu...

Playing with that child was neither speculative nor speculative. I really like his personality but I don’t know how to deal with it. That kind of legendary arrogance, but I always feel that there is something more, but something is missing. Unable to speak.In short, I really can't laugh or cry when I look at his little eyes like Concubine Hua.

After that, I don't know who complained about me to Qianjin, but I was assigned to fight...

Aren't they going to tear me apart?

Of course, this is not a problem, the problem is in the back, after I went to the headquarters opposite the police station, I went to see the chief, but I saw the child with the eyes like Concubine Hua... I found out after a while, he was actually He is the twin brother of the Lun family. His personality is also a bit arrogant, but he is more of a coquettish person. He is not frank, and when he is frank, he has a bloody smell.

Because of the "familiar face", that's right, he is very familiar with that face, so he has always been very affectionate to him, chatting about family affairs and playing hooligans, such as saying "hate" with a small wave at the end of the sentence.He looked at me without any expression, and sometimes he suddenly sneered with contempt, as if reminding me that he was not Zhang Weiran, but Zhang Haoran.If it was Zhang Weiran, he would have raised his eyebrows and looked at me like a concubine Hua, and then said a few words of disdain in a brisk tone.

I obediently obeyed his orders to torture and kill others. I had never done such things in the Shi family before, but for some reason, I did them with ease.Zhang Haoran said that at the beginning, it was just to cultivate self-confidence. The people who were tortured and killed were all powerless characters, or some crazy types. As long as they have the courage, there is nothing wrong with it.

When he said this, his eyes were fixed on the document, and he didn't even look at me, which was very rude.

I don't care if he is indifferent to my familiarity, and I don't care if he is polite, and I don't dislike him sitting on the desk in an old-fashioned way.They were dying anyway, so it would be nice to have a few more people buried with them so handily... Speaking of which, why didn't they tear up their tickets?

While I was expecting them to tear up votes, and dragging others to hell, somehow, I was suddenly promoted to the head of the "Anti-Pursuit Department", and I was separated from Zhang Haoran.He is the main attacker, I am the main defender, homophonic - he is the main attacker, I am the main receiver.I hate it~ I was taken down by a child~

As the domineering president of the anti-hunting department, Mr. Shi, I know that I am not professional at all. I never stay in the headquarters and guard the half of the country. Cicada roll, told him to upgrade the difficulty of the task for me.After finally returning to the headquarters, the whole person can't relax, let alone stabilize the morale of the army. He just scolded and beat the group of younger brothers. In the end, a group of senior uncles with senior qualifications were forced to kneel at their feet and shouted: "My Lady Queen~"

That's right, I'm not a homely type, but I happen to be the chief of the "Anti-Pursuit Department", a very homely department.

Zhang Haoran, as the head of the Pursuit Department, I can say that he is not very professional, he just stays in the headquarters all day long when he has nothing to do, reading documents, collecting comics, selecting talents and talents, and tolerates me being a cicada-style tumbling in front of him. , give me an upgrade task, and said without looking up, "I won't collect the corpse if I die"; he would occasionally go outside to torture and kill others to get some air, but just like when I was in the headquarters, everything he did was completely It's useless, it's all the tasks I did when I first came, and I was accompanied by a very senior uncle, who was almost a deputy.

After that, I satirized him because of this incident, and I said, "Do you need someone to accompany you to do such a simple task?"

He turned and gave me a glare, as if it was the first time he'd looked at me and said, "You think I do?"

It was only later that I realized that his unprofessional behavior was ordered by the boss. He was originally a child picked up by the husband of the boss. Because he was afraid that he would die, he was allowed to stay in the headquarters. If he wanted to go out to breathe, he had to be accompanied.

Probably because I am used to being free. At that time, I felt that he was so pitiful.

Then I heard that the BOSS's husband seems to be the daughter's mate again, so I feel even more pitiful for the BOSS, this green hat is fine...

I don't know the reason, anyway, Zhang Weiran also came to the headquarters later, and was named the head of the "Black History Department", but in fact he has no real power, and he obeys the orders of the boss and various hereditary old men in everything.

When Zhang Weiran came, Zhang Haoran and I seemed to have gotten a little better. At that time, when Zhang Haoran smiled contemptuously, he would laugh a little longer. When he smiled, he would look into my eyes, and then maybe I was flattered, I also smirked at him.Two people are often like this.

The three of us played harmoniously opposite the police station for a long time. "The Legend of Zhen Huan" was broadcast at about that time. Before that, I couldn't think of a good description to describe Zhang Weiran's contemptuous little eyes. After watching "The Legend of Zhen Huan", I suddenly realized It's - it's the eyes of Concubine Hua!