Rebirth of the Fate Master

The next day, just before dawn, Qi Wang woke up immediately, and before he stood up from the bench to move his body, he suddenly realized that one person's breathing was missing within the scope of his current perception.

Just as he was about to get up to take a look, he heard the sound of locks turning a few times behind him, and then Wu Chao came in.

He was wearing a black suit, and now there was some snow on his shoulders and hat, the leather gloves on his hands were also wet, and the outer layer of the plastic bag he was holding was also wet, with obvious thin ice residues covering it.

Qi Duan subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Wu Chao didn't notice it. He put the takeaway in his hand on the coffee table without saying a word, and then rushed to the remote control to increase the temperature of the air conditioner.

Qi Zuo was also awakened by the sudden oncoming cold, and Xiao Zhengtai crawled out of the sleeping bag in a daze, his body still naked.

Although Wu Chao always felt that it was okay for a boy to suffer a little bit, after all, it belonged to someone else, so he originally wanted to throw the packing box under his ribs to him, but changed the form of handing it over before making the move.

It's so strange to buy a Tang suit robe now, and Qi Zuo said last night that he can wear anything, so although Wu Chao still bought a set of youth style robes, he didn't hand it to him first, but handed it to him instead. It's a sweater and trousers.

Qi Zuo was very happy to take over the new clothes. He opened his mouth and said to Wu Chao, who was still covered in wind and snow and hadn't warmed up, "Brother, thank you! You are so kind!"

Qi Huang blinked slowly at the side, why did he call his elder brother so quickly.

Wu Chao was very happy in his heart, and felt that they might not understand the rules of this world, so he deliberately teased him and said, "Stop calling brother, call dad and listen."

Qi Wang couldn't help but opened his mouth, "Has the 'dad' in the human world become someone who can be called casually now?"

"..."

Wu Chaoqi rolled his eyes wildly, you are the only one who talks too much.

But on the surface, he didn't continue this topic, and packed the takeaway boxes out one by one, urging Qi Zuo to send the clothes to Qi Wang, wash up and prepare to eat.

Of course, Wu Chao bought a bunch of messy children's facial cleanser, nutrition cream, and the like.

Pushing the plastic bag and clothes box into Qi Zuo's hands, he signaled that he had to do all these things.

Without saying a word, Qi Zuo changed his clothes, took these and went to knock on Linsha's door.

Qi Wang's eyes became a little elusive.

Wu Chao didn't care about him, anyway, he knew he couldn't beat him, and there was no way to stop him now, so instead of trying to figure out whether Qi Wang would have some evil thoughts about him, such as wanting to draw his soul, then It's better to be serious about the work at hand, and not to worry too much about it.

There were still a few original design drafts on the coffee table, ashtrays and other bottles and jars, and now Wu Chao was tired of tidying them up, so he stretched out his arms and swipe them on the ground.

After thoroughly laying out these takeaways, Wu Chao began to unload his big backpack again, which was full of snacks.

After everything was done, he suddenly got up and went to the balcony, closed the door, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

It would be a lie to say that I am not excited.

If the three of them didn't happen to be so coincidental, didn't show up during the few days when he just had time to relax, or just happened to be such a special day at the end of the year, Wu Chao felt that if he wasn't crazy, he would definitely call the police station and tell them, I have a group of psychopaths here.

It seems to have special functions.

Anyway, get some advanced weapons to destroy them, biubiu~

But the timing is so coincidental.

27 years alone, 27 years.

He couldn't remember what it was like in the orphanage at all, but the Spring Festival he remembered... was all by himself.

When I went to Lin Qiao's house a few years ago, I saw Mr. Lin's duplex apartment, which was extremely luxurious in scale, and there were many people coming in and out. When I raised my eyes and closed my eyes, my eyes were full of resplendent gold and jade. , the glass and silver colors on the ceiling are eye-catching and soft.

It seems that the people are getting more and more lively, and no matter how cold or hard the jewelry is, it can be stained with festive warmth.

In the middle of the main hall is a wide scroll of mountains and rivers, and in the side hall is a picture of a mighty white tiger crouching in the forest.

That posture is comparable to the four words of Qi Zhen Shan He.

It doesn't refer to the exterior, but Mr. Lin's ability to "control".

This may be an indescribable aura.

The Lin family has a big business, and it is not for nothing that the family size is so grand.

The most important thing is that this "blessing" can be passed on.

There is a saying in the shopping malls that it is easy to fight the country, but difficult to stabilize the country.

At that time, Wu Chao himself was holding a wine glass and walking gracefully across the thick wool blanket on the floor. He wanted to walk to the small wooden bamboo floor in the side courtyard to sit quietly and quietly, but he paused for no reason, stopped and looked back. I took a look at the beaming and bustling place.

This is a kind of...too inexplicable familiarity.

Everyone I saw seemed to have a double image, and the scene at this moment was not as simple as what I saw just now.

The people coming and going in front of me seem to be all wearing retro robes, and some of them walk in front of them, and it seems that they can still hear the sound of "dingling jingling", probably because of some kind of jade ornaments. Pei Dingdong.

But this scene seen through the drunken eyes seems to be a fantasy again.

In short, when Wu Chao sat there alone, his mind was muddled.

Later, after one o'clock, Lin Qiao came to find him and dragged him to ask for a red envelope... I remember laughing and scolding him for being shameless.But then he became sober again, and Pidianpidian went with him.Unexpectedly, he, an outsider, actually got it.

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they were in the last year of school and were about to graduate.

Whenever Wu Chao thinks about the time, he has a headache, he is always afraid that his memory will break - that kind of inexplicable blankness, like a dull hammer, enough to shake him in a hurry.

At that time, I was always panicked and helpless.

That's why he desperately likes to do things, saying that the design industry is a short-lived job.

Short life is good, if you live for too long, it will be boring and frightening.

But no matter what, he is really grateful that there are suddenly three more "uninvited guests" like this today, who can stay with him for a year, so that he no longer has to stand alone in front of the French window, silently admiring the sky. Fireworks.

Waiting for Wu Chao to finish smoking and come back to warm up while taking off his coat, he found that Qi Wang was standing outside the glass partition door, staring straight at him.

"Why, what's the matter?" Wu Chao was surprised.

"Are not you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Wu Chao sneered, crossed his legs carelessly, and threw himself back comfortably on the soft and comfortable big sofa, and Chong Qi, who had only been dragged by two to five or eight thousand, raised his brows wildly.

Seeing his virtue, and his tone of voice that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Qi Wang moved his throat slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.

Wu Chao curled his lips and waved his hands as if chasing flies, but he didn't bother to explain his current state of mind to him.

How should I put it, people live in this world and see more people, sometimes thinking about it, it would be better to deal with these strange things that seem human and not human.

After all, things that are not human must not be human, but people are sometimes scary because they can not be human.

Wu Chao doesn't have any emotional literary skills. He is just a rough guy who likes to carry a scale with him, and strives for accurate answers in everything.Live rough and simple, don't like to beat around the bush, and only like to have a standard answer to the things that are determined.

So now that he got the affirmative answer of "they're not human", Wu Chao was greatly relieved in his heart.