My monsters are going to heaven

Oh, he also has something on his mind.

Kimporo sighed unconsciously.

Young Master Lu didn't tell him anything.

In the shop just now, the two chatted from the details of the ledger to whether the tables at the counter need to be refurbished, and whether the stray cats on the roadside are getting hot, and they bickered and joked.

Young Master Lu didn't even mention anything about himself.

——Master Lu has never talked about his thoughts with Kim Poro.

What Sister Chen knew, Kim Poro didn't know; he didn't even know what Wen Yuan knew.

This man always had a hippie smile on his face, and he never said anything on his mind.

Except for the cognition he got from the details of getting along day and night and the information revealed by the people around him, he knew nothing about Young Master Lu.

If it wasn't for the last time Young Master Lu lost his temper after drinking and said some ridiculous things, he would almost have thought that Young Master Lu was really as heartless and carefree as he appeared on the surface.

Under the left rib, it was suddenly blocked.

It was like being tightly wrapped in kraft paper, and the heart was beating violently.

Wanting to know but not knowing, being regarded as an outsider, is this kind of mood, right?

——It’s really troublesome for mortals, why can there be so many side effects under the seven emotions and six desires.

Jin Poluo couldn't help thinking of Lu Yiming's darkened eyes and pursed mouth every time Lu Yiming asked him something and he didn't want to answer casually.

This kind of expression was seen by Kim Poro on Lu Yiming's face not long after the two met for the first time.

At that time, the two were still on the ship, Lu Yiming beamed and chattered endlessly, but Kim Poro didn't reply.

When the ship gradually approached the big harbor of the provincial capital, the bright look on Lu Yiming's face suddenly disappeared.

His eyes dimmed, the corners of his mouth curled downwards, and he sighed as if talking to himself: "Tsk, I'm going back to that cage again."

At that time, Kim Poro didn't think much about it, he just thought that this person was croaking.

Looking back now, I realize something was different.

Lu Yiming is always smiling, as if unspeakable good things happen every day.

Even if you don't smile, your face always has a three-point warm color.

This is true for everyone.

When Kim Poro first met him, he thought he was extremely frivolous.

So Kim Poro always deliberately teases him, wanting to see what kind of expression he has.

Whenever he succeeds in making him sullen, embarrassing, or embarrassing, Kimporo feels as wonderful as seeing snow in summer and lotus blooming in winter.

This has to be said to be a bad taste.

—Anyway, you can smile so hypocritically at anyone.

Only when facing me, it must be different.

Seeing the slight hostility on the master's face, Cang Luo couldn't help saying cautiously: "Young Master Lu stayed at the train station for a while and then took the car home. Maybe a friend passed by."

"Has he brought anything?" Kim Poro asked in a deep voice.

"Brought a suitcase, and then brought it back."

Kimporo pursed his lips with a stern face, and did not speak any more.

He looked sideways in the direction of Lu's house in the southeast, thoughtful.

Lu Yiming went home while eating lunch.

After entering his room, he unhurriedly pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, took out the folded clothes one by one, and put them back in the closet.

Then he sat at the table and made himself a pot of Biluochun, while sipping tea, thinking about the future.

After all, it still didn't work out.

A barely audible sigh came out of Lu Yiming's throat.

Originally, when Sister Chen and Kim Poro went to the pier, they just took the train going north regardless, fled here, and never looked back after leaving.

——Without him, the people in the town are still safe and happy; without him, the shop can still open as usual, as long as there is Sister Chen; without him, Kimporo can still live very well, maybe one less Those who call him can be happier.

Anyway, without him, Lu Yiming, the world would not be the same.

But when the train whizzed up and opened the gate in front of his eyes, looking at the conductor who stretched out his hand to him, he fled like a frightened bird and left the train station in a hurry to go home.

The poor town was like a dilapidated cage: dull, decaying, uninteresting, filled with all his dark memories.

Even the spring here is permeated with a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

He hates it here.

As long as he stays here, everything he does is dull and lacks interest.

Even if he tried his best to pretend to like everything here in front of people, he couldn't deceive his heart.

What a beautiful world out there.

——That kind of beauty does not refer to magnificent buildings, spacious and flat streets, and even less well-dressed people.

It was a rush of freedom, a new, bright, full of vitality and freedom and flourishing of new ideas.

That's something that's lacking in this small town.

I thought that if I went to other provinces to go to school and then went abroad, I could escape here far away, and when my life outside settled down, I could take A Ting out and live the free life I longed for.

Unexpectedly, before his death, his grandfather deliberately left a last word, forcing him to swear that he would never move to another place for the rest of his life.

His grandfather took his sign and said in a deep and deep voice: "You like to go outside, you can go to study, and you can also go out for travel from time to time, but you have to put your roots here after all."

He was only in his early teens at the time and didn't understand why.

Are those eight shops so important?

Just find someone who can do it and let him take care of it.

When he was in college, Lu Yiming was full of calculations, and he was determined not to go back, and the family couldn't do anything to him.

The big deal is to cut off the confession, so why is it difficult for him to find a job to support himself? Besides, blood is thicker than water, so it is impossible for his father to really cut off his relationship with him.

It wasn't until last year that his father was seriously ill and he happened to be graduating, so he had to bite the bullet and return to his hometown.

What his father said before his death made Lu Yiming even more incredible than his grandfather's last words.

——"I know you don't take your grandfather's words seriously in your heart, but no one will take care of you from now on, you have to take care of yourself. We let you stay because you lack all five elements, and only the terroir of this place can Let you be safe for the rest of your life, if after this year you have to live outside for a long time, your life will not be long, maybe you won’t live until 24 years old.”

Can't live to be 24 years old?

absurd.

Lu Yiming sneered.

He is already 23 this year.

In nine days, it will be his 24th birthday.

On the one hand, Lu Yiming felt that this was a lie told by his father to tie him down, on the other hand, he felt a little uneasy.

After all, his father, Lu Youting, was a man of unsmiling and good conduct. He had never seen his father lie.

Especially when I think back to my childhood...

This town is really unusual.

Forget it, as long as you leave here after the age of 24, won't you be fine?

Life is long and life is short, there are sayings anyway.

It's just that when his life is short, he likes to rely on those prophecies.

What's the point of living to a hundred in this town?

Originally, Lu Yiming wanted to wait until he was 24 years old to explain the matter of the shop and the house before going to the capital.

But the night before yesterday, when Hua Moyan was talking to those monsters, he woke up unexpectedly.

He could hear everything they said clearly.

——"The only son of this house will become a powerful person before the next Tiangou eclipse night."

Great character?

Humph.

Lu Yiming didn't fully believe what the monster said. In order to achieve their own goals, people can say all kinds of sweet words, and the monster is the same.

But judging from all the signs, it seemed that something terrible would really happen to him, or in this house, very soon.

Even Kimporo wants to make some kind of contract with him.

If it's really a good thing, why can't Kim Poro say it clearly?

Who knows if Kimporo and those monsters are together.

Everything condensed into a dark cloud in his heart.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the city is about to be destroyed.

Fear and anxiety made him advance his escape plan.

Sister Chen is at home, I don't know if she will be affected...

Therefore, he found an excuse and took the opportunity to send Sister Chen away as well.

Everything is going according to plan.

But... this morning, he got cold feet.

In front of the car door, the last words of my grandfather and father echoed in my mind repeatedly.

Like a string of curses, he had a splitting headache and finally did not set foot on the train going north.

hateful.

Obviously, there is only one step away from freedom.

He should have abandoned all responsibilities, forgotten the promise he made to the deceased, and set foot on the train going north without hesitation to pursue his freedom.

He remembered that Kim Poro used to laugh at him as a coward.

—Yes, I am a coward!

A coward who loves life and fears death.

so what? !

I'm no saint at all.

Lu Yiming took a sip of Bi Luochun lightly, letting the fragrance of tea flow freely in his tongue.

The tip of the tongue inadvertently touched a certain molar, and was rubbed numb by the smooth tooth wall.

Numb, not because of this molar.

It's because, last night...

Lu Yiming stood up abruptly, washed his face with cold water from the basin beside the bed, and washed away the heat rising from his face.

Gee.

Angrily wiped the water off his face, full of remorse.

——If I had known that I couldn't leave today, I couldn't help him messing around last night.

How could he be so aggressive!Almost didn't get eaten by him.

Sure enough, he was still spoiled before, and he opened a dyeing workshop after giving him some paint.

However, thinking of the scene of being kissed so dizzy at that time...

Lu Yiming felt that his brain was flooded last night.

No, it's because the brain has been filled with alcohol.

Kim Poro turned his head slightly and asked, "What did the old man say before he died?"

Sister Chen shook her head: "I wasn't there at the time, so I don't know the details. It's just that I heard later that it seems that... the old master didn't let the young master wander outside, and insisted that he return to the town to inherit the family business after finishing his studies. Make him swear that he won't leave here for the rest of his life." After a pause, she bit her lower lip slightly, "Otherwise, think about it, how could the young master be willing to stay in the town obediently with such a temperament and going outside to open his eyes again? He originally wanted to spread his branches outside, but who knew that before his death, the old man came up with such a trick to tie him back with filial piety. He never cared about the affairs of the shop, not because he didn't know how, but because he didn't want to. "

Sister Chen was suddenly asked to go back to her hometown yesterday. It seemed to be mentioned naturally, but it seemed like she was in a hurry and bought the boat ticket early the next morning.Even if you really want to give Sister Chen a holiday, there is no need to be in such a hurry.

Especially last night...

Young Master Lu did not refuse his kiss.

But he has also carefully tasted it with the soul reading technique, and this person is indeed Young Master Lu.

On the pier, Sister Chen whispered something in his ear before leaving.

——"Young master...has something on his mind, and he doesn't like to tell others, but I know it must be because of what the old man said before he died. A few days will be the anniversary of the death of the old man. If he tells you something, you must listen carefully Come on, so he can feel better."

Kimporo raised his pale eyebrows coldly: "Yes."

"It's still dark today, Young Master Lu went to the train station." Cang Luo blinked his dark eyes, "Just when you were going to the pier."

TRAIN STATION……

Although he likes to hear and see it, Kim Poro is not so easily carried away.

He didn't think this man could change his sex in one day.

He had already noticed something was wrong.

His Young Master Lu has been really not quite right lately.

It jumped cautiously on the platform a few times, and landed on the slightly raised left knee of the person sitting next to the pillar.

"Quack, master."

This is very interesting.

There was no wave on Kimporo's face.

It's just that the blue-gray eyes reflected a cold light.

People who clearly say they can't get up can still run to the train station before dawn.

Humph.

Bell tower.

From far to near, a black spot swept from the horizon to the platform on the top of the bell tower very quickly, and fell steadily.

It was a black crow.