C position study, God chooses the way

Ms. Ke thought for a while and replied, "I don't know. I ran for a while with the cat in my arms, and it seemed to start bleeding. Is the amniotic fluid broken?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened.

The three of them heard him curse, and then they bypassed the three gangsters on the ground as fast as they could, walked up to Ms. Ke, and snatched the cat in the cat food bag.

"Do you know how to raise a cat?"

While complaining, he put down the cage and the cell phone, lifted the shivering black cat out of the bag, pinched the back of its neck, and lifted it out.

As soon as the black cat got out of the cage, it opened its teeth and claws and tried to escape, but the middle-aged man held it down with obvious experience.

Blood, blood everywhere.

In addition to the fluid that came out because the amniotic fluid broke, there were also many injuries to the black cat itself.

Sure enough—the kitten has already given birth to a head!

……

There was a period of chaos, and finally Ke Han and Mu Heng stood in place and watched as Ms. Ke carried the cat bag and got on the small battery to go away with the middle-aged uncle.

Before leaving, Ms. Ke specially told Ke Han and the two to leave the scene as soon as possible and not to get entangled with this group of people.

Too much trouble.

But after she left, Mu Heng said to Ke Han, "We can't leave."

Ke Han: "?"

Mu Heng: "Our 'golden medal for avoiding death' is on these boys, we have to deal with them first."

Ke Han stood there for a long time unable to recover.

The gangsters on the ground gradually began to wake up, looking at Mu Heng and Ke Han standing under the light with confused faces, as if they didn't understand why these two young people appeared here.

"You...you..."

Mu Heng lowered his head and laughed when he heard the voice: "You don't need to thank us, we were just passing by, and when we saw you fainted on the ground, we stopped to see if something went wrong."

Ke Han: "???"

Why did he understand every word Mu Heng said, but what did Mu Heng mean by this sentence?

The gangsters on the ground slowly supported themselves to get up, their eyes still had a bit of confusion that had just woken up, but they looked at Ke Han and Mu Heng with very vigilant eyes.

They didn't fully believe Mu Heng's words.

Mu Heng: "Since you are all awake, my friend and I will leave. If you have any questions, you can play [-] by yourself."

The sober gangsters looked at each other, and they could see the suspicion on each other's faces.

However, they touched their pockets with small movements, but they didn't find anything other than their own things from the pockets—nothing was lost.

Ke Han looked at Mu Heng, who looked calm.

"Let me put it this way, none of your things should be missing, at least after we arrive at the scene, there shouldn't be any missing."

His lips were slightly peeled, but the expression on his face looked very calm.

One of the three gangsters rushed to Mu Heng first. After thinking about it, he explained to Mu Heng and the two of them: "It's like this, we were beaten by...uh...a fitness trainer. The main reason is that she The cat stole my grandma's bacon and smoked fish first, and then we set a trap for the cat and beat the cat up—we didn't even beat the damn cat to death. As a result, that...the fitness trainer rushed out and picked up the cat. We wouldn't let her pick it up. There might be something bad about this kind of cat. But she insisted on picking it up, so there was an incident between us. A little conflict."

Another gangster added: "She also called several other people to ambush us in this dead end."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The gangsters were filled with righteous indignation.

Ke Han: "..."

If I hadn't watched the whole process, I would have believed it.

Mu Heng showed a very delicate sympathy: "Ah, this is really unfortunate. Can you see if there is anything missing from your body?"

The gangsters pretended to check a few times, and one of them got the eyes of the other two, as if he wanted to say that he was missing something.

But—"If you are missing something, why don't we accompany you to find Yaoyaoling?"

Punks: "..."

They really don't want to put in a univariate if they don't have to.

"How is it? Is there anything missing?" Mu Heng's expression was very kind.

It's a pity that no matter how kind he is, he can only make the gangsters feel an indescribable fear and suspicion.

That's right!

They wondered what these two young men who claimed to be passing by had done to them gangsters!

Defenses can not do without.

The gangsters made eye contact for a while, and they didn't know what they exchanged. Immediately afterwards, a gangster walked out and said to Mu Heng: "Since the big brother is so enthusiastic to help, then we brothers should Please have a drink."

Mu Heng smiled and said, "Okay."

Ke Han: "???"

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to stop Mu Heng.

However, Mu Heng raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and squeezed it lightly. Ke Han's whole body went numb, and he lost the strength to speak.

……

People come and go in the Hehuatan Night Market.

The four gangsters walked into the food stall under the shack together with Mu Heng.

Mu Heng, who is well versed in the way of gangsters, has already successfully become superficially "good brothers" with several people during this period of time, and Ke Han who is by his side doesn't understand why things have developed like this.

I was drinking with a bad bastard that my mom beat up?

I'm afraid I don't want to go back and get the iron fist of my mother's love.

Several people sat down.

The gangster first beckoned to the proprietress, and stepped on the rung of the plastic stool next to him in a very vicious way, his little eyes were blurred.

"Miss Boss, a case of beer first!"

Ke Han: "..."

Seeing this, he quickly grabbed Mu Heng and said to him, "Mu Heng, we still have class tomorrow."

Mu Heng smiled slightly: "You don't have to worry about going to class, our tomorrow will definitely not be spent in class."

Seeing that Mu Heng said so firmly, Ke Han couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"why?"

Mu Heng: "Don't worry, Teacher Qiu will definitely not let us go. He will definitely prepare a lot of loving exchanges for us, and then let us spend a fulfilling day under his nose."

Ke Han: "..."

I don't know what to say, so click on it.

This is simply the reality version of Mrs. Xianglin's second marriage. It doesn't matter, your new husband will also disappear. Not only will he disappear, but your son will also disappear, and finally you will disappear.

Vicious.

The little gangster who followed the proprietress to carry the wine came back happily, and said, "Boss, it seems that beer is on sale these days!"

Ke Han noticed that at the moment when the gangster called the boss, Mu Heng's face turned slightly and looked at the other party.

Is it a coincidence?

probably.

Mu Heng watched calmly as the gangsters uncorked the wine and filled it up glass by glass.

He suddenly said, "Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol."

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The little gangster who was pouring wine looked at Mu Heng in astonishment, as if he didn't understand why Mu Heng had a good chat with them just now, but now he suddenly changed his tone.

The bully boss paused for a second, then kicked the plastic stool away.

"Are you playing with me?"

Mu Heng replied solemnly: "I am not playing with you, nor am I interested in playing with you, and you are not fun."

The gangster boss: "..."

Although he can't quite understand the language and logic in this sentence, this does not prevent the gangster from understanding the meaning of this sentence - cursing, he must be cursing!

Understand ghosts.

"Are you looking down on us? Ah!" said the gangster boss, and snatched the empty wine bottle back from the hands of the gangster boy, and bumped it against the table, making a loud noise.

The boss and the proprietress in the semi-open-air kitchen outside seemed to be accustomed to this, but they were shocked by the loud noise, and then continued to wash the vegetables, chop the peppers and sauté until fragrant.

Ke Han didn't speak, he was completely unfamiliar with this kind of scene.

He knows a little bit about fighting, but he really has no idea what to do before or after a fight.

Facing the raging gangsters, Mu Heng didn't panic at all, and took out two pieces of paper from the paper drawer next to him leisurely, and slowly wiped the greasy table in front of him.

He wiped it very meticulously, from edge to corner and from corner to edge, and finally the tabletop became shiny and shiny.

"You, what are you doing?!"

The gangster's intuition told him that something seemed wrong.

Mu Heng smiled and threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can not far away.

His hands were finally on the table.

The ten fingers are spread out flat, and the fingertips touch each other.

"Ha ha……"

Mu Heng laughed lightly.

Ke Han: "..."

What the hell are you playing?

"You... What are you pretending to be?!" The gangster knocked a bottle on the table, and the fragile table trembled.

Mu Heng took off his self-adjusting polarized glasses and placed them neatly on the table: "Linshan Middle School, Senior Three, Class Eleven, Li Tao."

"Class Six, Zhang Chengyang."

"Class [-], Zhao Jinglei."

"Class Thirteen, Song Ke."

Every word and every sentence resounds loudly.

Ke Han watched as Mu Heng put down his hand and tapped the table twice. His lips were also a little peeled, and he was very thirsty.

He silently picked up the plastic paper cup, ready to take a sip of hot water.

however--

"You may not know me, but that's okay."

Mu Heng raised his eyes, a slight light flashed in his eyes.

"However, starting today, I want you to remember one thing."

The gangster boss Li Tao's mouth twitched: "What are you doing?"

Mu Heng: "The country has arranged so much education funding for you, it's not for you to waste your time."

Li Tao frowned: "Are you sick?"

"Hehe..." Mu Heng showed an expression that I knew you mortals would think so, "Starting today, all five of you present will receive my attention."

Mu Heng stood up from his seat, smiled and looked at the "young man" who was actually one year older than himself.

"I hope you will study hard from today, love your motherland, and be law-abiding citizens in the new era."

He pressed Ke Han's shoulder and continued: "Kids, let's get to know each other again. I am your extracurricular tutor."

There was a pause: "And this—he is your special math teacher, Han—"

"puff……"

Three orifices and flowing water.

Ke Han hurriedly took out a few paper towels from the side, barely wiped them around, and returned to normal.

Li Tao glanced at Ke Han: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Although what he said was true, in fact, he couldn't help but beat the drums in his heart.

doubt.

Why does this inexplicable person know what their name is, what class they are in, and what school they are students in?

Who is he?

Mu Heng didn't show any guilt at all, and said as if stating the facts as if he was an old dog: "You will receive the information you should receive soon."

Before the words were finished, Mu Heng pulled Ke Han with a strange expression and started to walk out, extremely calm and calm, as if his nonsense was nothing more than that.

He was halfway there when he stopped suddenly.

Look back.

His eyes full of wisdom swept over the third-year students in the small private room again, and he returned to the table in three steps and picked up his glasses.

Another sentence came: "If you don't believe it, it's okay, drink two more glasses today, and Mr. Lin will educate you tomorrow."

Mu Heng put his glasses into his pocket while smiling, and his every move was full of unfathomable indescribability.

"I wish you all a good time, and I will pay today's bill."

……

After leaving the food stall, along the way Mu Heng had a vague smile on his lips, his handsome eyebrows stretched out, the wind was bright and the moon was bright, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

Ke Han wanted to laugh.

He didn't understand what Mu Heng was doing, but he really had a sense of comedy.

Mu Heng glanced at him: "Laugh if you want."

But before Ke Han really laughed out loud, Mu Heng said in a plain tone:

"The core of all comedies is actually tragedy."

Ke Han suppressed the smile on his face: "Can we talk now? Why didn't you leave then? Did you leave after you lied to those gangsters?"

Mu Heng raised his head and glanced at the reddened sky: "I just think that they are not hopeless."

When he said this, he suddenly paused: "You haven't seen those friends I used to know. They were abandoned by the school, by their parents, and finally even themselves. But as long as there is a little light willing to penetrate In their world, they will be willing to break their thick armor and become idealists chasing the light."

When hearing Mu Heng say this, Ke Han thought of Xiong Ying for some reason.

Light chaser...

Mu Heng didn't know that Ke Han already knew some of his past.

The last small stall on the side of the road was a grandma pushing a small white-painted box full of sweet wine.

There is not much sweet wine left, about three bowls or so.

Mu Heng walked over, took out the right amount of money from his pocket, and said to Grandma casually, "Hello, I want three bowls of sweet wine."

Ke Han showed a strange look again.

He looked at Mu Heng and then at the small red-painted characters on the trunk.

Sweet wine.

That's right, these three words.

After Mu Heng got the last three bowls of sweet wine, the two walked 300 meters before Ke Han asked him, "Didn't you say you are allergic to alcohol?"

Mu Heng smiled: "I said that I am allergic to alcohol, so I am really allergic to alcohol? I just provoked those boys. Tomorrow, send them to Mr. Qiu, and we will take the blame."

"What's more, do you think Tian Jiuniang is wine?"

Ke Han didn't know.

He has always lived in the West Eighth District, how could he be clear about this kind of thing?And Ms. Ke doesn't like sweet rice wine, so he doesn't know these traditional delicacies.

In front of Ke Han, Mu Heng drank a large bowl of sweet wine in one gulp, and after finishing drinking, he specially handed one of the other two bowls to Ke Han's eyes.

The smile on his face was slightly playful, and he said calmly, "You want a bowl too?"

Ke Han did not refuse, and took the bowl of translucent sweet wine from Mu Heng's hand. The plastic bowl contained it, like glass.

He didn't gulp down the drink like Mu Heng did, but just took a sip.

Very sweet.

With a touch of alcohol.

Mu Heng's eyes were shining brightly, his cheeks were as pale as ever, but the roots of his ears were already completely red.

"tasty?"

Ke Han nodded silently.

Mu Heng took out the last bowl of sweet rice wine from the bag, and bumped it towards the edge of Ke Han's bowl with a smile.

He said, "Come on, cheers!"

Another gulp.

Ke Han: "..."

He felt that something was wrong with Mu Heng.

Sure enough, the moment Ke Han noticed that something was wrong with Mu Heng, a warm body suddenly pressed against him, and the hot breath touched Ke Han's neck.

Mu Heng hugged Ke Han with his hands without any image, and the two of them hooked shoulders and backs very intimately, full of... drunkenness.

Ke Han: "...what's the matter with you?"

Mu Heng let out a "hum", and said with his mouth curled up, "These little bastards are really—— old man!"

Ke Han: "What are you talking about?"

Mu Heng: "All the problems that can be solved by learning are not problems."

Ke Han raised his forehead: "What are you doing?"

Mu Heng: "Of course, the same goes for money."

Ke Han: "..."

He took a deep breath, managed to stabilize his emotions and asked, "Mu Heng, can you speak human language?"

Soft touch.

Mu Heng suddenly approached Ke Han's side face, not sure where the other's ears were, so he stuck to his face and explained in a low voice: "I'm so pitiful, I have nothing, I only have myself."

Ke Han's heart was poked.

He softened his mood and was about to talk to Mu Heng, but who knew that his next sentence would be - "I'm so poor, all I have left is money."

Ke Han: "..."

As soon as your words come out, it's really not aggrieved to throw you into the stinky ditch.

Passers-by all around looked sideways.

Ke Han pursed his lips, held the remaining half bowl of sweet wine with one hand, and supported Mu Heng who was gradually getting up with the other hand, and then he took a taxi.

Ask a taxi to take them to the hotel where Mu Heng lives.

In fact, Mu Heng's drunken state is not annoying.

Compared with the vast majority of people, he has settled down a lot, like a moving grass, moving back and forth, but it does not affect the lives of others.

But because of his sense of balance, Ke Han managed to drag Mu Heng to the door of the room where he was, took out the room card from his trousers pocket, and opened the room.

A very spacious suite.

There are not many things in the room, and even less things that belong to Mu Heng.

After dragging Mu Heng into the door, Ke Han quickly laid him flat on the carpet, and then locked the door and windows to prevent Mu Heng from making any dangerous moves.

After all, the height of this room is quite high.

By this time, Mu Heng was completely on top.

Lying on the carpet, his ears turned red like shrimp, and he muttered in his mouth——

"I, Makabaka, will not be weaker than others in my life!"

"Teacher, teacher, I was wrong. Next time I will definitely not write a single question and hand in a blank paper, so that you can comfortably get a zero."

"What are you laughing at? The person from Nebula M78 transforms, can he be called crazy?"

……

Ke Han: "..."

He looked at Mu Heng who was lying on the carpet unconscious, and said to himself: I hope Mu Heng won't kill people because of what happened after he wakes up, tsk.

Thinking of this, Ke Han walked into the bathroom of the suite, and he planned to put some hot water for Mu Heng to rinse first.

Maybe, he woke up just by rushing and rushing?

Probably because he couldn't see Ke Han, Mu Heng rolled up from the ground in a jerk. He half sat on the soft carpet in a distorted posture, touched the surface of the carpet, and smiled.

"The boss is gone, we are free!"

As he said, he patted the carpet vigorously and ordered: "Rhubarb! Go and bring me that bowl of water!"

Paused: "Don't drink secretly!"

He paused again: "Dahuang, why are you so flat today... um..."

"Erbai! Your elder brother is not doing well today, you go!"

"Three Blacks..."

"Four fat..."

"Five flowers..."

Ke Han put hot water in the bathtub, walked out to take a look, and saw Mu Heng sitting on the ground beside the bed with a grievance on his face.

He noticed Ke Han's appearance, and looked at him with his mouth curled up: "Where's the dog? What about my big group of dogs?"

While talking about Mu Heng, he had to use his hands to describe indiscriminately how big a group of dogs were.

Ke Han: "..."

He held his forehead, held back his smile, and leaned in front of Mu Heng, trying to get him to get up and go with him.

However, Mu Heng hugged his arm, and continued to be wronged and said: "I won't get up! I won't get up! I want my brother to hug him and hold him high!"

Ke Han took a deep breath.

If he had known that he should turn the water in the bathtub into cold water, maybe the hot water wasn't enough to keep Mu Heng awake.

However, Mu Heng actually cooperated.

He just talked about it, and didn't force Ke Han to "kiss, hug and hold him high" before getting up.

Of course, apart from "kissing" and "hugging", it is impossible for Ke Han to "raise high" for Mu Heng.

What about a person weighing more than 100 kilograms?

If Ke Han could really lift Mu Heng high, he might not be a math athlete from PAYM, but an Olympic weightlifter.

"Whoa."

Mu Heng was finally dragged by Ke Han and thrown into the bathtub.

Sink to the bottom.

Ke Han prepared a lot of things by the side, and dragging them all the way, Mu Heng's coat was almost taken off, and even Ke Han took off his shirt.

How can he go home if his clothes are wet later?

Just take it off.

Anyway, we are all boys, I have what you have, and I don't need to care about anything.

Ten seconds passed...

Ke Han looked at Mu Heng who had been sinking to the bottom and never got up, his eyes were shocked.

He finally noticed something was wrong.

Mu Heng had buried his head in the water for nearly 20 seconds.

Won't this drown?

Ke Han frantically fished Mu Heng out of the bathtub. His eyes were open, his eyes were red and puffy, and he was very pitiful.

The corners of his mouth are so curled that a soy sauce bottle can hang on it.

I don't know who exactly provoked him.

"elder brother……"

Repeatedly chanted.

Ke Han replied to Mu Heng impatiently: "Why are you calling your brother?"

Mu Heng's eyes became hot: "I don't have an older brother anymore."

"My brother ran away with the creature."

Ke Han couldn't tell whether Mu Heng was really drunk or fake drunk for a while, so he had to take off Mu Heng's drenched shirt, and...

Mu Heng: "I don't have a mother... I don't have a father... But I still have a grandma... Mmm... I want to take good care of my grandma..."

Amidst the nonsense, Ke Han soaked Mu Heng in hot water without changing his face, then took out a bath towel to wipe his hair, wrapped his body, and led him out of the bathtub .

In order for Mu Heng to cooperate with his work, Ke Han had to kiss his forehead and hug him across the bathtub wall.

After getting out of the bathtub, Ke Han tried to let Mu Heng dry himself, while he took a hair dryer and gave him a blow, two-pronged approach, to dry up earlier.

Mu Heng wiped himself and asked cautiously: "Are you my brother?"

Ke Han: "?"

Mu Heng: "I haven't seen my brother for a long time, and I don't even remember what my brother looks like."

Ke Han walked down the hair dryer in his hand, and pressed Mu Heng's smooth shoulder with the other hand, and said to him: "If you want me as a brother, then I will be your brother."

Mu Heng smiled.

"Little brother is really nice."

"Although my brother seems to be getting shorter, I will protect my little brother in the future."

Ke Han felt as if an arrow had been pierced through his heart.

Oh, short.

He directly turned on the hair dryer to the maximum.

Mu Heng's eyes instantly turned red.

"elder brother……"

Soft, waxy and sweet.

Ke Han's heart trembled, he turned off the hair dryer, gave Mu Heng his hand, and motioned him to lead him and follow him.

Actually a pretty good kid.

Ke Han kept thinking like this until Mu Heng got into the bed, pulled the quilt to cover his eyes, then pulled the quilt to stare at Ke Han, covered his eyes again, and pulled the quilt again. Staring at Ke Han, the cycle repeats.

"..." Ke Han poured himself a glass of plain water to suppress his shock, "What are you doing?"

Mu Heng carefully wrapped himself in the quilt, rolled back and forth on the bed, then stopped, looked at Ke Han and said, "I'm afraid my brother is gone again."

Although Mu Heng spoke in a low voice, Ke Han could still hear the meaning of "I'm super obedient, don't throw me away" in his voice.

Probably people who have similar experiences will be more sensitive to these things.

Ke Han put down the drained water glass, walked to Mu Heng's bed, found a place for himself, and lay down.

He didn't have a quilt or a pillow, so he just lay there. He had already sent Ms. Ke a "return late" message, and the only thing he had to do now was to put Mu Heng to sleep first.

Otherwise, if Mu Heng did something after he returned home, it would be a disaster.

Mu Heng didn't sleep.

He widened his eyes and stared at Ke Han who was lying beside him, and the upturned corners of his eyes, which were usually unusually flamboyant, drooped and softened at this moment.

"Little brother."

"Ah."

"Little brother."

"Ah."

"Little brother."

Ke Han sat up on the bed as soon as he got up, turned around and held Mu Heng through the quilt, suddenly angered from his heart: "Say what you have to say, don't make a sound if you have nothing to say!"

Even though Ke Han held him down, Mu Heng did not give in at all.

He smiled and said, "Little brother, let me tell you a secret, okay?"

"What secret?"

Mu Heng: "Come closer, I'll tell you secretly, this secret must not be known to others."

Ke Han put his ear in front of Mu Heng suspiciously.

however--

"FK!"

Mu Heng bit Ke Han's earlobe.

Ke Han hurriedly wanted to run, but Mu Heng's hand was much faster than him, and he had already hugged him tightly, preventing Ke Han from escaping successfully.

Although it doesn't hurt to be bitten by Mu Heng like this, but is this a matter of whether it hurts or not? !

Ke Han was still in the mood to wander around, silently thinking: If he becomes an ear, he will not return the check.

Mu Heng's strength is so strong that Ke Han can feel the hardness of the muscles on the opponent's arms even through the quilt. It is hard to imagine that a "good student" has such strength.

Since he couldn't escape, Ke Han had no choice but to find a way to appease Mu Heng and let him let go.

But before Mu Heng let go, he was already biting Ke Han's earlobe, and whispered to him shyly: "I'm not actually a student god, I'm just an ordinary student master."

Ke Han: "...Is this the big secret you want to tell?"

Mu Heng let go, eyes bright, and nodded.

Seeing Mu Heng's obviously delirious and well-behaved three-year-old appearance, Ke Han replied very perfunctorily that he knew.

Mu Heng suddenly began to feel wronged again: "Little brother, you don't believe me."

Ke Han: "..."

I am afraid that if I believe it today, I will wake up tomorrow morning and become a pile of cold organic matter.

"I don't disbelieve—"

"Then go and open that suitcase!"

Mu Heng's voice became a little louder, although it still did not deviate from the range of softness.

Ke Han didn't bother to bother him, so he simply got up and walked to the suitcase that was placed in the corner.

Lay the suitcase flat and unzip it.

Inside are neat teaching aids.

Each book is brand new, but if you take one at random and open any page, you can see traces of sketches on it.

The font is clear and elegant, the typesetting format is orderly, and the three colors of red, black and blue are interlaced.

Every stroke, every stroke, every stroke is full of earnestness.

very serious.

Maybe even those who claim to be "working hard" are not as hardworking as Mu Heng.

"Most people in this world are not geniuses."

When Ke Han turned his head, he saw Mu Heng under the warm yellow bedside light, his semi-wet hair reflected the colorful glare slightly. He was sitting, wrapped in a snow-white quilt, with an extraordinarily solemn expression.

He went on to confess: "I'm not a genius either."

……

Ke Han finally restored the suitcase to its original state and put it away in Mu Heng's sight. He returned to the bed and lay down again, but he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Genius, what kind of person is a genius?

"Gram" is it?

Is it Hastings?

Mu Heng... Really?

Ke Han didn't know when he fell asleep amidst his complicated thoughts.

……

"Boom!"

There was an explosion of thunder that was almost at hand.

Ke Han, who had mild neurasthenia, suddenly woke up from his sleep. He just wanted to raise his hand to rub his aching forehead, but found that he had already slept in the same bed with Mu Heng.

He was gently hugged by Mu Heng who was sleeping deeply.

It's hot.

Ke Han quietly crawled out of the bed, found his clothes, put them on, tidied them up a bit, and took his packed school uniform back home with him.

It was raining heavily outside the hotel, pouring rain.

Occasionally, two or three pale lights flashed, making people dizzy.

Ke Han took a taxi home.

I still have to go to school tomorrow, so I have to go home anyway.

……

The sound of rain and wind outside is getting louder and louder.

At the end of the quarrel, Mu Heng woke up.

But he wasn't woken up by waking up, but by thirst.

His sleep condition has always been good, but he has changed his bed recently, and he is not used to falling asleep, so some sleep quality has declined.

"drop!"

The mobile phone that suddenly lights up in the dark is particularly obvious.

Mu Heng got up slowly, and half of his body got out of the bed, but the outside of the bed was not cold - he looked up and saw that the central air conditioner was adjusted to 38 degrees - in fact, he was still a little overheated in the bed up.

He reached out and fished out a mobile phone, which was half inserted in the pocket of his trousers, mixed with the mess all over the floor.

Mu Heng: "Hiss..."

What did he do before bed?

After getting the phone, Mu Heng opened the reminder message while recalling what he had done.

i love to study

[Cross-age experience, "peak competition", peak technology-Halloween virtual reality copy preview. 】

Mu Heng watched the entire trailer without saying a word.

"October 31 ah...virtual reality..."

"……interesting."

Thinking of this, Mu Heng temporarily put down his thirst, and first sent a message to Chu Baiyue.

[NO.1: Old squad leader, do me another favor? 】

It took ten seconds for Chu Baiyue to reply.

[Chu Caiji: What the hell? !It's late at night, why are you still online? ! 】

[NO.1: Aren't you online too? 】

[Chu Caiji: Brother, I have work to do, do you think it's easy for me to step on the six-door competition? 】

[Chu Caiji: Tell me, what's the matter? 】

[NO.1: Help me set all the social network games of those high school seniors that I asked you to check in the evening to youth mode, and no changes are allowed, cut off their feedback route with customer service. 】

[Chu Caiji: ...]

[Chu Caiji: Is this a crazy test on the verge of being caught? 】

[Chu Caiji: So, have you finally lived up to expectations and gone crazy? 】

[NO.1: 50 peak points. 】

[Chu Caiji: Okay, Dad. 】

[Chu Caiji: I understand, the gold master's father. 】

[Chu Caiji: Do you have any other requests, Papa Mu. 】

[NO.1:...]

[NO.1: You're exaggerating, aren't those patents in your hands pretty?This money should be nothing to you, right? 】

[Chu Caiji: Papa Mu, I do have patents, but you see, I am trapped between school and home, when do I have time to sell patents? 】

[Chu Caiji: What do you think at five o'clock in the morning? 】

[NO.1: You are too self-sufficient, so it won't matter if you give up a few competitions and specialize in one? 】

【Chu Caiji: Smiling and Weeping Cat.JPG】

【Chu Caiji: I'm so angry, but I still have to smile.JPG】

[Chu Caiji: I don't like math competitions. 】

[Chu Caiji: I only like technology, hardcore, technology that recycles used color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, and air conditioners.So, Papa Mu, are you asking this to help me solve my family problems? 】

[NO.1: ... Forget it, let's talk about patents. 】

[NO.1: I can provide you with a few contacts, but I don't necessarily guarantee that you will be able to sell them.For my sake, they'll probably talk to you in the wee hours of the morning - mostly because they're on the other side of the world, of course. 】

[Chu Caiji: Okay, thank you Dad. 】

After turning off the chat message, Mu Heng rubbed his forehead, he calmed himself down, then got up, touched the side of the kettle to pour himself some water to drink.

But instead of touching the kettle, he touched a glass of water.

Mu Heng directly picked up the water glass and took a big sip.

It doesn't taste right.

Why is it so sweet?

Um?And soft refreshing rice grains?

and many more? !

and many more! ! !

Mu Heng swallowed rice grains habitually, only to realize something was wrong.

This seems to be sweet wine? !

……

Beishan District, one o'clock in the morning.

Because of the disordered work and rest for a while, and because he had slept at Mu Heng's place for a while, Ke Han couldn't sleep at this time.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for the water to boil.

Because of the headache, Ke Han decided to pack Banlangen for himself.

What the fuck said - drink more hot water