Mo Zu Kuai Chuan Ji

The next day, Lin Xiu went to the place that sold paper and pens and bought all the things he wanted, and when he got home, he drew a picture of a lady.

"Has my skill regressed? Why did I draw it like this." Lin Xiu looked at the freshly baked painting on the table dissatisfied, "Host, do you still remember what your mission is? If this world cannot complete the mission, it will Damn it, please be a little nervous, okay?" The system couldn't help but growl when it saw Lin Xiu admiring his painting in a leisurely manner.

"What are you worried about? Isn't there no need to die in this world? I just need to complete the task before this body dies. Besides, this body also needs to eat, okay? The money Song Ze gave me is running out. If you don't want to make money and starve to death now, it will really be a joke." Lin Xiu threw the picture of a lady in his hand aside and drew a new one.

"Okay... well, what you said is also reasonable." The system thought carefully that this was indeed the case, and then fell silent.

Without systematic interruptions, Lin Xiu'an started to paint quietly. His techniques are very skillful, and the Chinese paintings he turns out are very artistic.

It was dark when Lin Xiu finished his work, and his stomach rumbled before pulling him out of the crazy painting.Lin Xiu clutched his aching stomach, wanting to have a big meal but he had no money.

It would be great if someone could treat him to a meal at this time, Lin Xiu thought while sitting on the chair. "Dong dong dong." Three knocks on the door woke Lin Xiu up from his hunger, and he didn't want to move a finger now.

But he still resigned to his fate and went to open the door, complaining in his heart that life at home is not as good as a detention center, at least all meals are detained, thinking this way Lin Xiu opened the door, and an unexpected person stood outside the door.

"Officer Song... Is something wrong?" Lin Xiu's eyes widened, and he looked at Song Ze in disbelief. According to his plan, Song Ze shouldn't show up at this time.

"What's the matter? Seeing me is like seeing a man-eating ghost. Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you for money, nor is there any case just to chat with you." By the way, let's understand your split personality, and later Song Ze didn't say that sentence.

Since watching the video that day, he has been uneasy. He has a high probability of confirming that Lin Xiu has schizophrenia. A strong character should be derived from this case.

Song Ze has his own little Jiujiu in his heart, but Lin Xiu doesn't know that he is still a psychopath in Song Ze's eyes.

"Officer Song, please come in." Lin Xiu quickly opened the door and Song Ze went in. Reflexively, he wanted to reach for the tea leaves under the coffee table to make tea for Song Ze, but then remembered that the tea leaves were gone long ago, so he put down his hand in embarrassment.

Song Ze, who had been observing him, of course noticed this, and sat down silently.

Lin Xiu poured Song Ze a glass of boiled water with the quilt, rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Sorry, Officer Song's house has nothing to entertain you."

Song Ze picked up the water glass and drank it down, waved his hand at Lin Xiu and said, "It's okay, white water quenches your thirst, and didn't you tell me to call me Song Ze, Officer Song sounded too distant."

Lin Xiu smiled awkwardly, and just about to speak, his stomach groaned in disbelief.Song Ze was taken aback when he drank the water, seeing the blush on his face because of embarrassment, he smiled dumbly in his heart.

He's quite cute, wait, this seems to be the second time he thinks he's cute, but a big man really doesn't know whether to cry or laugh if he uses cute as a metaphor, Song Ze thought so and put the water glass in his hand After getting down, he smiled and said to Lin Xiu, "Why haven't you eaten dinner yet? That's a coincidence, I haven't eaten yet. Let's go to the restaurant together?"

Lin Xiu, who had been rubbing his hands in embarrassment, raised his head in surprise when he heard his words, "Eh? Is this okay?" Seeing that he didn't refuse, Song Ze smiled even wider, "What's wrong with that, What do you want to eat? Shabu-shabu? Stir-fried vegetables?"

"It's all...it's up to you." As a person who eats without paying, he has no right to be picky eaters. "Then I will decide. If you don't like it, there is nothing you can do." Song Ze walked away When he got to the side of the car, he opened the car door for Lin Xiu in a very gentlemanly manner.

After getting in the car, Song Ze began to talk slowly, "How have you been back these few days? Nothing happened." After Song Ze finished asking, he found that the person next to him didn't answer for a long time. He was very depressed and asked quickly.

"What's wrong?" "I... don't know what to say, I feel like I'm going to be unable to hold on anymore, I'm so tired. Painting itself is a very expensive profession, and now I can't even eat in this state, although the landlord friend You are very good to me, but you are still such a waste." Lin Xiu buried his face in his knees, looking not very optimistic.

Song Ze's compassion was surprisingly violated. After stopping the car, he reached out and patted Lin Xiu's back. Lin Xiu raised his head like a frightened rabbit. His red eyes revealed that he had just cried. things.

Song Ze could understand his mood, "I am a public servant of the people, if you have any difficulties to come to me, no problem, I will help you." When Song Ze spoke, Lin Xiu had already sorted out his mood. She smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I was a little emotional just now."

The words "wrong mood" touched Song Ze's nerves, and he instantly remembered what he was doing this time. "You can talk to me if you feel uncomfortable. Let's eat and chat while we go. It's so boring in the car."

Speaking of which, Song Ze started the car, found a roadside stall and stopped the car. "Don't look at the unattractive appearance here, the food is much better than ordinary five-star restaurants, come and taste it, if you think it's good next time, you can bring your friends to eat next time." Song Ze hugged Lin Xiu's shoulder, while pointing at the stall, praised.

Song Ze watched Lin Xiu sit down without saying a word, his eyes darkened and returned to his original state in an instant, and he called out to the owner of the cooking, "Old Li, get three meat and three vegetarian dishes, and then serve some more." Filled buns."

The cooking boss looked up and wiped the water off his hands excitedly with his apron, "What kind of wind is blowing you here, wait, the food will be served in a while." After speaking, he wiped the pot neatly All at once, start cooking.

Lin Xiu, who was sitting across from Song Ze, looked at his profile, and the more he looked at his expression, the more he thought it was Lu Li, especially some small movements were 90.00% similar.

"Lin Xiu, there is one thing that you may not want to believe, but it's true...you probably have a dual personality." Song Ze, who turned his head, said straight to the point, and the atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment.