The Sabbath

Allen didn't sit on the sofa for long.

Even though this room was completely different from the room at the bottom of hell that he had imagined, he still clearly remembered that this was a prison.

Raising the elevator card in his hand, Allen said: "It's getting late, I should leave too."

Ronggui quickly started grunting, and together with Xiaomei, they sent Alan back to the elevator door. Ronggui originally wanted to send Alan up, but Alan refused.

"This is Star City. I am more familiar with it than you. You should rectify it here."

Allen paused,

"My next delivery will be seven days later, and it will still be at this time today. It is also on the 99th floor of the bar I went to today. If you need to inquire about other matters, you can also consult the bar manager."

"Is that the lady in the black dress with a good figure and a very pretty body?" Ronggui asked him to confirm.

Allen paused for another moment, then smiled for a while: "Yes, that's her, her name is Gigi."

Ronggui nodded, carefully memorized the name, and then reluctantly watched Alan walk into the elevator, swiped the elevator card, and after the elevator door quickly closed, what remained in place was the platinum-gold metal frame that was all up, down, left, and right. The two little robots cast a cage.

"It's a bit bald~" Rong Gui commented after looking around.

Xiaomei nodded slightly.

Walking all the way with Ronggui, the place where the two of them live has never been so bare, no matter how dilapidated it is at the beginning, under Ronggui's command, the place will definitely be full of things, and it will be extremely lively.

"Shall we go back and pack our things?" Rong Gui suggested.

Xiaomei nodded, and the two of them walked side by side towards the black carved door. Uh, there, they saw the pitiful Rhubarb blocking the door.

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It is still a bit big compared to the gate, and rhubarb can't get in.

Ronggui patted Dahuang's butt: "Dahuang, you are too tall~ Mrs. Zhuola's house is not that big, so I can only wrong you for being outside."

"But it won't be a long time. Xiaomei and I will start cleaning up immediately. After cleaning up, the outside will be very beautiful~"

The sound at the end still had a suspicious little vibrato, Xiaomei squinted at him, and slapped open the rear compartment behind Rhubarb's buttocks, Xiaomei didn't speak, but just started to carry luggage from inside.

He didn't ask Alan how to leave Star City without a car, because he knew that Alan must have a way, just as Alan only left the date and contact information of his next visit, but did not tell them how to get there Lou, because Allen believed they would find a way on their own.

It's a bit strange to say that, although they are people who have known each other not long ago, but they have such a firm relationship with each other, it is also... a novel experience.

Xiaomei was thinking as she moved down the flowerpots where the ground beans and purple flowers were planted.

He was feeling a little strange that he had a strange sense of certainty with a stranger in his heart, and his eyes moved to Ronggui who was also moving the flowerpot, he thought, but Ronggui seemed to have this sense of certainty from the beginning.

Unlike himself, he has a more natural sense of trust in other people, without any worries in his heart, and without any panic about being at the bottom of hell, he just focuses on the things in hand.

Worries and fears are meaningless, instead of wasting precious time on such useless emotions, it is better to do what is in front of you - Xiaomei suddenly thought of a sentence, which can describe Ronggui's current behavior very well.

Then--

"Oh! Xiaomei, how is Mr. Allen going back? I just realized that he came here on our rhubarb. Now that rhubarb is here, how is he going to get out?" Carrying a big flower pot full of purple flowers, Rong Gui suddenly looked worried.

Xiaomei: =-=

So, is it not that you have a tacit understanding and believe in it, but that you didn't have time to think of it at all?

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Yes, such honor is honor.

"Don't worry about him, if he can go out from here once, he will definitely be able to go out a second time." Put the flowerpot in his hand under the metal wall on the left, and fiddle with the flowers with his metal hands, so that the flowers that were originally entangled due to crowding The flowers, branches and leaves stretched out again, and Xiaomei said to Ronggui with her back on her back.

"Huh? Twice? Did Grandpa Alan escape from here before?" The flowerpot in Ronggui's hand almost fell off. Luckily, he was standing next to Xiaomei. When he turned around, he saw the flowerpot was about to At the scene of the fall, Xiaomei quickly took the flower pot and placed it opposite to the potted flower she had just placed.

These two pots are full of purple flowers, so they should be placed symmetrically - over time, under Rong Gui's training, Xiaomei also has her own aesthetics of placement, and his current aesthetics must be symmetrical.

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"The fugitive under the red lamp post, the food placed there at a fixed time, the vaguely complex emotions, the familiarity of the path along the way, no strangeness to the Star Prison, but there is a vague resistance... there is a possibility of 80.00%. , he escaped from Star Prison, and there is a 90.00% probability that he was rescued by Mr. Tom Wang during his escape."

Said with a blank face, Xiaomei looked left and right at the two pots of purple flowers placed symmetrically on both sides of the corridor. The two pots of flowers were originally pruned into completely symmetrical flower branches by him. The reason is that the growth environment is slightly different, and they have become different again. She took out the small scissors she carried with her, and with a "click", Xiaomei cut short the overly long flower branch on a certain branch of the potted flower on the right.

Ronggui thought about it.

"However, in this way, there is still a logical contradiction in terms of time. According to Mr. Allen's ranking in the family, he should meet Mr. Wang Tom first. If so, he should not be rescued by Mr. Wang Tom outside the Star Prison. There should be other things happening in the middle, and the conditions are insufficient, so there is no way to speculate.” After slightly adjusting the two pots of flowers, Guimao confirmed that the two pots of flowers looked symmetrical again, Xiaomei finally started to place other flower pots.

Although I am a bit speechless about Xiaomei's current aesthetic mood, this is a personal hobby after all, and for Xiaomei, it is also a good thing to have a preference, so Ronggui did not stop him, on the contrary, he would point out that it is not symmetrical enough .

However, when Xiaomei prunes the flower branches too much in pursuit of balance, he will still jump out to stop it.

After listening to Xiaomei's words, Ronggui nodded: "I just said that Grandpa Alan felt weird at the time, so that's what happened..."

"Uncle Wang is really a good man." He sighed again.

"But ranking is nothing. Uncle Wang can pick up the other sons first, and finally pick up Grandpa Alan~" Ronggui shrugged.

Xiaomei squinted at him: "How could it be? This is illogical."

"There's nothing illogical about it~ They're all picked up children. Everyone doesn't know their own date of birth. In this case, they should either be ranked according to the time they were picked up, or fight. We That's what they do over there~"

Ronggui gave an example of the orphanage he grew up in: "It's like I was the second child, but I was actually the fourth child in that group who was thrown out the door."

"But I don't like being the younger brother, I like being the boss, so when we grow up, we decide to rank by fighting."

"Then……"

"I went from the fourth child to the second child."

"I can't beat Rongfu."

Ronggui: =-=,,

"It's so sad. It's better to be the fourth child. The fourth child sounds better than the second and third child..."

"By the way, do you know what the second child and the third child meant at our time?"

"Second refers to this place!" Ronggui shyly pointed to the place under the cloak and the bottom of the trousers, and then a look of melancholy appeared on his face: "Of course, this body doesn't even have the second..."

"And mistress...it refers to the third party, the third party who destroys the world of two people, mistress, lover, anyway, it's not a good word!"

Talking on and on, Ronggui is forcing Xiaomei to popularize the common sense of his time.

Xiaomei: ...

Xiaomei had nothing to say, so she could only bow her head and work.

Moved out the things in the car one by one, placed the flower pots on both sides of the corridor, placed the stone tables and wooden chairs in the corners, and Ronggui even covered the floor with carpets!There are dog gnawed carpets woven by himself, handmade carpets with complex patterns woven by female dwarfs such as Mary, machine-made carpets woven by Xiaomei, and warm rustic carpets woven by Mrs. Zora. ...

Carpets of various styles were placed one after the other, covering the bare floor, and the originally cold platinum-gold metal space immediately became warm.

Docked at the end of this flowery carpet, Rhubarb doesn't look so lonely anymore.

Take out all the belongings you have accumulated along the way, put the ones that can fit outside, and move the ones that can’t fit inside, and finally carry the bodies of the two inside. The two little robots are very busy!

Ronggui didn't think much about Alan's past, because he felt that he only needed to know him now.

He also didn't think about how to go to the 99th floor to meet Alan, because he knew that as long as he was with Xiaomei, the two of them would definitely be able to think of a way.

After tidying up the belongings, he started to drag Xiaomei to clean the room again.

A lot of dust has accumulated in the room. Although the robot is not afraid of dust, the house should be clean.

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The old dean kept saying that.

Born in an orphanage, Ronggui cares more about the feeling of "home" than anyone else.

Even if he can only live for a period of time, he still hopes that the place he lives in will be his "home" during the time he has stayed.

Use a vacuum cleaner (← made by Xiaomei) to clean all the dust in the house, Ronggui did not throw away the dust in the vacuum tank.

He took a closer look at the dust: with a platinum-gold metallic sheen, the dust was beautiful.

Ronggui carefully poured the soil into an empty flowerpot, then, holding the flowerpot, he found Xiaomei who was changing the sofa cover on the sofa, and handed the flowerpot to Xiaomei: "Xiaomei Xiaomei, use this to grow flowers! "

"Where did you get the soil?" Putting down the sofa cover that was half replaced, Xiaomei took the flower pot, and seeing the strangely colored dust inside, he raised his head and asked.

"It was sucked by the vacuum cleaner!" Rong Gui said naturally.

Xiaomei: ...

"Don't grow anything first, I need to test the ingredients inside."

"No problem! Anyway, it's Xiaomei who did the flower inspection!" With a natural smile again, Ronggui patted Xiaomei's shoulder affectionately, and left in a hurry.

Xiaomei: =-=

Putting the flower pots aside, he decided to come one by one.

It was his job anyway.

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Ronggui rushed into the bathroom, after vacuuming the carpet, he was going to scrub the bathroom next.

Although the two robots don't need the bathroom, Ronggui still hopes that every corner of the "home" is clean.

Wipe the floor first, then the bathtub, and clean it carefully.

When he got to the drain of the bathtub, he suddenly felt that there was something in it.

It can't be long hair, can it?

Also, Mrs. Zora has long hair.

Bowing down, Ronggui stretched out his rubber gloved hand towards the drain.

The drain was so small that he could only put three fingers in it at most.

Ronggui was already mentally prepared to catch a pile of terrifying long hair, so when he saw what he caught, he couldn't help being startled.

"Oh my god!" Ronggui really jumped up.

Carefully holding the thing he grabbed in his palm, he called Xiaomei's name and rushed back to Xiaomei's side.

She was used to Ronggui coming out like this from time to time, so Xiaomei raised her head from the composition analyzer calmly.

Then, he saw Xiaomei, saw Ronggui's palm...

A cyan...seemingly malnourished... seedling?

"It's a seedling of whispering grass! I found it in the bathroom drain, let's plant it!" Ronggui said loudly.

Xiaomei... just looked at him for a long time, and then shifted his gaze to the young sprouts: "Plant, the soil you just brought over has just been tested, and its ingredients are safe and can be used."

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While the two little robots were busy planting the whispering grass, Allen had successfully returned to the ground.

The elevator card in his hand can be used twice within the specified time. The first time he can use it to go to the designated floor, and the second time he can use it to return to the first floor. go to.

Returning the elevator card to the jailer at the door, he left quickly.

No one asked him where his car was. People here often come in in one way and leave in a completely different way. After seeing many different situations, the jailer has long been used to not asking any more questions.

It started snowing outside again.

Wrapping his white down jacket tightly and jumping into the heavy snow, Allen quickly merged with the snowflakes.

It was completely different from what Ronggui usually saw, Alan's movements were so fast.

As vampires, their speed far exceeds that of normal people.

The premise is that they can come of age.

When he was young, he walked for a long time and couldn't walk the distance, but now he has finished it very quickly.

He didn't feel cold, and the down jacket on his body kept him warm.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, Allen walked between the wind and the snow. He quickly passed the lake where Ronggui caught starfish, passed several other lampposts, and then returned to the red lamppost under.

Under the red lamp post, he paused for a moment, went to look under the lamp post, and when he found that the child was no longer there, he smiled, and then continued to move forward quickly.

After walking like this for a while, he suddenly stopped.

Ahead, a short figure in a down jacket was struggling forward in the snow.

The snow is so big, his body is so thin, he looks like he will be blown away at any moment.

But even so, he still walked forward firmly.

Glancing at the boy quietly, Allen slowed down.

From a distance, keeping a distance that would not be noticed, he followed behind the boy.