bottle evil kite

That descendant planned to keep a giant python here to guard the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword from the very beginning.The legendary fierce sword - this giant python has guarded the treasure for thousands of years.

In the confusion, Fatty suddenly yelled in the corner.Wu Xie knew that he must have found something, so he barely saw the location and stumbled over.

The fat man was standing in front of a square black jade platform, surrounded by twelve fist-sized night pearls corresponding to the heavenly stems and earthly branches, the light was not very bright, and only illuminated a small area around the jade platform.

Wu Xie turned his head to look, but didn't find Poker Bottle.Isn't it possible that you can play and disappear at such a time?

"Innocent, I found that fierce sword!" The fat man was very excited, and the always keen fat man didn't notice that Boyoupin was away. Wu Xie felt something was wrong.

Wu Xie glanced at the jade platform and said, "How do you know that the fierce sword is inside?"

The fat man's shoulders trembled suddenly, he glanced at him strangely, and said, "Didn't we see it in the tomb passage just now?" He stared at Wu Xie, leaning back slightly.

In the tomb?Wu Xie couldn't figure out the north and south.In the tomb passage just now, didn't they only see the glowing seven-star Longyuan sword?Where did the jade platform come from?Wu Xie looked at Fatty and frowned: "Didn't we just see the glowing sword? How could we see this? Fatty, are you hiding something from me? Tell me quickly."

Wu Xieyue said that the more confident he was, he saw that the expression on the fat man's face had changed. The fat man stared at him with distrust, and subconsciously touched the backpack behind him with his right hand.

Wu Xie sensed something was wrong, the sound outside had completely disappeared at some point, and Poker Bottle was nowhere to be found.At this time, there were only the two of them in this huge tomb, and it was eerily quiet.

He looked at the fat man's defensive action, his heart froze, and he immediately realized that the fat man was doubting himself again.When Yutai was mentioned just now, Fatty clearly showed his distrust of him.Could it be that Fatty has seen the records about Yutai somewhere, and he is sure he has seen it too?Wu Xie thought to himself.

While he was thinking, the fat man retreated farther and farther away. He had brought the gun in front of him, and the black muzzle of the gun was aimed directly at Wu Xie.

Wu Xie looked at the completely unfamiliar fat man in front of him, and a bone-piercing chill instantly spread over his whole body.The fat man stared closely at his movements, he didn't know whether he was hesitating or evaluating, but he didn't move for a long time.

Wu Xie swallowed with difficulty, the strong uneasiness in his heart finally turned into reality.He was almost certain that what they saw was probably just an illusion.

There should be something in this tomb that can confuse people like a hexagonal copper bell or a blue-faced fox corpse. He and the fat man are likely to be deeply hallucinated, so what the fat man said does not match his, that's why the fat man suddenly began to doubt him. .

Don't act rashly now.Wu Xie looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him and remained motionless.We must find a way to break the illusion as soon as possible. He saw the fat man pointing a gun at him. Maybe the fat man seemed to be choking him.

Wu Xie calmly used his peripheral vision to look for something that could ward off evil spirits, but the fat man seemed to see something suddenly, and he yelled violently, staring at Wu Xie with bloodshot eyes.

Alarm bells rang in Wu Xie's heart, and he secretly thought that something was wrong, this time he really had to do it.

"Fucking old man, I'm going to fight you today!" The fat man yelled, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Wu Xie closed her eyes subconsciously, but the feeling of her head being blown and her brains splattered did not come as expected.Wu Xie opened his eyes, and watched with a little surprise as the fat man threw the bullet-free gun on the ground as scrap metal.Unwilling to die, the fat man drew a saber from his back and rushed forward, "Damn it, you monster dared to kill my brother! I'll kill you!"

The sharp blade pierced the air with a harsh sound.Wu Xie dodged Fatty's fiercer attacks in a bit of embarrassment.Fatty really wanted to kill him, there was no room for him to attack.A few times, the saber narrowly brushed against Wu Xie's forehead, causing blood to flow profusely.

Wu Xie shouted at the fat man while looking for something that could be used for self-defense.His rucksack disappeared in the chaos.The fat man didn't seem to be able to hear what he said, but just frantically waved the knife at Wu Xie, wishing to chop him up alive.

The two chased and fled in the tomb like this, Wu Xie was speechless and could only continue to escape with difficulty.He kept searching for something useful with his eyes, but almost desperately found that, let alone other things, even the hole he came in was gone.

Wu Xie's physical strength was on the verge of the limit, and the few deep bone cuts on his body were still bleeding out, and the severe pain reminded him of the passing of his life.Wu Xie's eyes changed suddenly, and he was already murderous.

As the fat man approached, Wu Xie picked up a piece of sharp-edged gravel at his feet without hesitation, turned around and stabbed the fat man.

Fatty's saber took the first step and sank deeply into his chest.

Wu Xie spat out a mouthful of blood, his body seemed to be twisted, and the pain was excruciating.The blood mist flying all over the sky occupied the entire field of vision, and in the gradually loose eyes, the fat man's slightly relaxed and happy face was particularly clear.

Wu Xie fell down slumped, his eyelids were so heavy that they kept falling down.

He stared blankly at the out-of-focus rock top, feeling very clearly that his life was passing by at an incredible speed.All the things that happened in the past few years flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and he realized that he had experienced so much: Fatty, Third Uncle, Wen Jin, Pan Zi, Aning, Dakui, and Zhang Qiling.

He remembered the first time he met Zhang Qiling. He saw Zhang Qiling's indifferent back through the street lights downstairs from the third uncle's shop. Could it be that since then, the distance between them has been doomed, so far away that it can't be called distance of distance.

Wu Xie wanted to smile, at least he didn't have to die so pitifully in the end, so he could still keep smiling.Unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to move his eyelids.

As a result, in the end, he was still alone, he still couldn't hold on to Poker, and could only lose again and again.

It is said that people can see through everything they can't see through before they die, Wu Xie smiled wryly in his heart, how many years would he have to wait down there to get that stuffy oil bottle?

decades?Hundreds of years?A few days... Consciousness gradually dissipated, Wu Xie stared at the empty eyes, and finally lost all brilliance.

Chapter 22

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He felt his body was very heavy, and he had a splitting headache. After several struggles, he finally opened his lead-filled eyelids.

He stared blankly at the dim white above his head for a long time, and his consciousness slowly returned, before Wu Xie realized that there was a ceiling in front of him.

Damn these days, small bungalows are also being built down here?Wu Xie slandered, the ceiling looked familiar.

Wu Xie tried to move a bit, and his whole body immediately felt sore, so painful that he couldn't help but let out a low cry.Wu Xie lay on the bed like a vegetative person, gritted his teeth and cursed: It's so unkind to even hurt Lord Hades after becoming a ghost!

Unable to move his body, he could only move his eyeballs. After swaying up, down, left, and right in the eye sockets, he finally saw clearly what this place was.

The surrounding area was very dark, Wu Xie looked at it for a long time and found that it seemed to be a bedroom, the curtains were drawn tightly.After watching and watching, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why are you still lying in the bedroom when you are dead?Is he not dead yet?

Wu Xie was being confused, and the consciousness of his whole body slowly came to life.He stretched his legs and feet, trying to sit up and talk.Suddenly, I heard a shallow breathing sound in my ear.

The breathing sound was very light, if it wasn't quiet enough, Wu Xie might not be able to hear it.

The sound of breathing one after another rang out regularly in his ears, and now Wu Xie was completely awake.He got goosebumps all over his body in fear, stared at the ceiling above his head with his eyes wide open, his neck was stiff and he didn't dare to turn around to look, cold sweat poured out from his pores.

There was actually a big living person lying next to him.Wu Xie was startled, the scene before coma flashed before his eyes, and the fat man's blurred and ferocious face was still in front of his eyes.

what is going on?I am still alive, what about the fat man?Where did the stuffy oil bottle go?

My heart was filled with doubts immediately, and a warm palm suddenly covered my waist.

Wu Xie was startled, before he had time to react, he met a pair of deep pool-like eyes, those eyes were clear and bright, looking straight into his eyes.

"Wu Xie." The owner of the eyes gently called out his name.

Almost without any thought, Wu Xie recognized that it was Poker Bottle.Poker-Face's eyes and Poker-Face's voice were combined and thrown in front of him.He stared at Poker Face silently, and couldn't help but wonder if everything he had experienced before was just an absurd daydream.

"Brother?" Wu Xie asked subconsciously.

Poker-Face responded with a "hmm", and then got up and opened the curtain at hand.

The dazzling golden light instantly filled the field of vision, and Wu Xie covered his eyes with his hands for a long time before he gradually adapted to the light in the room.When he opened his eyes, he saw Pok Youping wearing a black vest, his hair rarely disheveled, standing in front of the window.

Wu Xie lowered her head and saw that she was also wearing the same vest. The bed beside her was slightly concave, and there was still residual warmth from someone's body. The folds cast light shadows in the sun, like long mountains.

How could I sleep with Poker Bottle?What the hell is going on with this motherfucker?

Perhaps seeing his puzzled face, Poker Fing explained while putting on his clothes: "Both you and Fatty were haunted by the Seven Star Longyuan Sword and had hallucinations, so they killed each other."

"Then, how is Fatty now? Are you okay?" Although he saw Fatty kill himself, it's hard to say what actually happened.Wu Xie couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the scene at that time.Brothers who were born and died turned against each other overnight, not everyone can accept it calmly.

Poker-Face shook his head, his expression couldn't be seen clearly in the backlight, "He's fine, after you fell into hallucinations, I found the sword and sealed the fierce sword with the bronze lock in the side hall, and you woke up."

Bronze lock?Is there such a thing?Wu Xie frowned slightly, both he and the fat man were hallucinating, why is Boyouping okay?

Poker-Face saw his doubts, and continued to explain: "The hallucinogenic effect of the Seven Star Longyuan Sword is largely due to its smelting method. The Zhang family suffered from this sword in ancient times, so The substance that resists it must also be in the Zhang family's body."

"Not only did you kill each other afterwards, but from the part of the giant python, it was all hallucinations." Poker-Face finished speaking, paused, and added: "This is what the fat man told me after he woke up."

Wu Xie nodded clearly. When the fat man suddenly had murderous intentions towards him, he had guessed it, and it was true.He raised his eyes to look at Poker Bottle, remembering that he didn't know if he said anything strange when he was dying in the hallucination, his cheeks were slightly hot.He hesitated for a while before opening his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Brother, how long have I... been asleep?"

"One week." Poker bottle replied lightly.

Wu Xie was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, a week is actually not too little.He stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and could feel the solid and powerful heartbeat in his chest.There was a slight pain in the left hand following the movement, which was very real.

Fragmentary pictures came together in his mind, the fat man invited him to fight, the overly honest peasant, the bloody oil bottle... It was obviously only a week ago, but now it is as far away as a phantom in the sky.The memory gradually recovered, Wu Xie looked at the familiar bedroom in front of him, only now did he realize that it was his bedroom on the second floor of the shop.

The sense of unreality grew stronger, Wu Xie stared at the dust flying in the sun in a daze, and it took him a long time to remember to ask how Poker-Face brought him and Fatty out, but when he turned around, he found that the man had disappeared.

The words that were about to overflow were swallowed harshly, and a cool breeze blew in through the open window.Wu Xie collapsed back on the bed, feeling a slight chill on the sunny quilt.

The author has something to say: Well, there are probably a few chapters left in this article.I wrote it for more than half a year, and posted it to Jinjiang. Although I am the king of cold games for thousands of years, I am satisfied as long as someone looks at it.

Chapter 23

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Outside the Xuanmu window is the misty misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It is near the end of September, and the rain already has the meaning of autumn chill.The rows of willows on the edge of the West Lake have turned yellow at some point, and they are falling with the wind of the lake, which is particularly bleak.

Holding a cup of hot Longjing, Wu Xie huddled in the counter and watched the autumn scenery outside the window.

There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou.At that time, I don't know which literary advertiser came up with such a beautiful advertisement.Wu Xie smacked his lips.

The heavy rain clouds in the sky formed a large area, pressing heavily on the top of the head, making the white stone below appear extraordinarily bright.The side of the West Lake is bustling with tourists, most of them are young couples who are not afraid of death in the rain as romantic couples, snuggling under the trees and whispering sweetly.

Wu Xie put some hot teacups on the wooden countertop, the curling heat slowly drifted away in front of his eyes, and the noisy noise leaked into the shop, making the place even more lifeless.

He looked around his little shop.The shop is about tens of square meters, with dark colors as the main color, and the decoration and furnishings are antique, which is probably the same for all antique shops.The antiques displayed in the store don't look special, they are ordinary and ordinary, and they can only be considered clean if they are cleaned.Wu Xie thought to himself: It seems that Wang Meng still has work to do, but unfortunately, he ran home and got married.It is said that he is going to take a long vacation, but who knows if he will come back after going.

He knew in his heart that there was really no way for people to develop in his small shop, let alone a buddy, even his boss was of no use.

Thinking about it, Wu Xie let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to sigh away all the pain he had experienced in the past few years.He leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes sourly. The wooden chair was pressed against the back, and it was cold.

Finally, I was the only one left... Wu Xie thought.Fatty has decided to retire and go back to Guangxi with Yuncai, Wang Meng has also set up a family, the brothers who have died have long since passed away, and those who survived have settled down, and they don't want to gamble their lives on a so-called truth.Only he was alone.Nine Doors Lonely is really not wrong at all.

Bitterness spread to his lips, and Wu Xie suddenly thought of Poker Ping.The straight and firm back appeared in front of my eyes so clearly that I didn't need to draw it at all, it was so familiar that it was already engraved in my heart.

A dark blue hoodie, slightly protruding butterfly bones, curved shoulders and a thin waist... Wu Xie suddenly opened his eyes, facing the quaint chandelier above his head, there were many phantoms in front of his eyes, but the back of the oil bottle was full of illusions. I refused to go away for a long time, stimulating my nerves again and again.

He slumped on the grand teacher's chair exhausted, staring blankly at the empty space, his thoughts churning for a long time.

The voice of Duyouping echoed in his ears, and he said: "I want to find my past." His tone was still as indifferent as usual, with no sadness or joy, and no room for fireworks in the world.

Wu Xie couldn't help thinking, how deep is Zhang Qiling's attachment to the past?How much does the word Zhang family weigh on him?

If he really remembered everything, what was he going to do?Wu Xie asked himself.

He stared up at the ceiling with an expression very similar to Zhang Qiling's.

Probably will leave without saying goodbye.Wu Xie narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes hurting from the light.Even though he couldn't understand it in his heart, he still hoped that the coming parting would be a little later, a little later.

The tea on the stage had already cooled down and lost its fragrance. After drinking a cup, my heart was cold.Wu Xie held the empty tea cup, her palm was cold.

There are still many tourists outside the window, he fixed his eyes on the yellow leaves in the puddle, his thoughts drifted away.

How long can this state last?What kind of existence is he, Wu Xiezhi, to Zhang Qiling?

It would be great if he didn't find out about this kind of shit. If he didn't find out, maybe he would marry a wife, have children, start a family and start a business just like Wang Meng.

Zhang Qiling, how could his mother like a bastard like you!

Wu Xie buried her head deeply between her knees, and her breathing was filled with the sound of her own suppressed gasp.

As soon as Zhang Qiling entered the door, he saw Wu Xie huddled into a ball, nestled motionless in the grand master's chair.He frowned imperceptibly, "Wu Xie."

The 1.8-meter profiteer shrunk into a ball on the Taishi chair and was shocked, as if he was caught off guard and hit the fatal point.It took a while to slowly raise his head, "Brother, you're back." Wu Xie greeted with a smile, her eyes slightly red.

Poker-face didn't speak, and looked straight into Wu Xie's eyes with calm eyes.

Wu Xie didn't know what to say, he knew he was in a mess right now, so he could only keep smiling and look at Poker Finger.The eyes merged, and they were all speechless.Wu Xie felt that the fake smile seemed to be frozen on his face, and gradually solidified, unable to peel off.

The autumn wind blows through the hall, blowing in the sorrow of one year old, wrinkling the corners of people's eyes and blooming on the sideburns.The lotus flowers by the lake did not know when they withered, and only the shriveled stems and leaves remained in the cold water, a desolate scene.

The wild geese flying in groups outside the door did not know how many times, Poker Face finally spoke, his tone was flat: "Wu Xie, I may stay here for a long time."

Wu Xie looked up in astonishment, and saw the seriousness in Poker Finger's black and moist pupils in disbelief.

"Would you like to let me stay?" Poker Ping's half of his face was blood-red by the twilight, and his voice was steady, turning the question into a statement.

He said: "Even after the fight, I can't remember what happened before. I don't even have a vague impression."

Wu Xie opened her mouth halfway, all the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat and stuck in her heart.He looked at Poker Bottle with clear eyebrows and eyes in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"It's actually meaningless to search for it like this." Poker-Face's voice finally had a slight ups and downs, as if he was feeling sorry for his lost half of his life, but also as if there was nothing at all.

Under the setting sun, his sharp and thin chin raised a beautiful golden edge, and the corner of his mouth smiled lightly, "Wu Xie, is it okay?"

"Of course." Wu Xie replied immediately, completely out of subconscious reaction.His voice was trembling slightly, and he took a few deep breaths before trying to calm down.Wu Xie raised her head, the crimson twilight reflected in her eyes.He stretched out his hand and gently hugged the indifferent person in front of him, with a trembling voice and firm tone: "Zhang Qiling, from now on, my Wu Xie's home will be your home, and I will be your family."

With his heart beating wildly in his throat, Wu Xie carefully put his hands behind the back of Poker Bottle, for fear that he would be pushed away if he was not careful.He knew that he shouldn't have taken this step, and he warned again and again, but when it really happened, he was completely forgotten.

He knew how serious the consequences of this hotheadedness might be, but at this moment, he didn't want to think about anything anymore.

The staggered breathing sound was too loud, the setting sun was fixed on the horizon, and the flowing clouds stopped moving.Tourists leave one after another, under the weeping willows, the dead leaves are beckoning.

A slight voice suddenly sounded in my ear, "Okay."

"I am your family."

The author has something to say: Last week, because I had to go to a poster contest, I didn't update it, so I bowed and apologized.

Also, this is not the end, this is not the end, this is not the end!real!Say important things three times,

Chapter 24

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the streets and alleys are decorated with new decorations, overflowing with a strong festive atmosphere.That brat Wang Meng called not long ago, desperately begging to come back to work after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and said that it was honeymoon leave, and he wanted to have a paid vacation with a shy face.Wu Xie was confused by him, this girl got married for more than half a month and there was no news, he was ready to recruit someone.

Poker Ping was cutting cucumber slices in the kitchen, and Wu Xie was leaning against the door looking fascinated. He couldn't help but think of the way he chopped rice dumplings with an ancient black gold knife. He only felt that the sharp and decisive Poker Ping and the expression in front of him were flat Poker Ping, who was doing housework all day long, was so far apart that they looked like two different people.

Wu Xie stared at the tiny dust floating under the light, and instantly seemed lost in some unknown space, as if everything was just a dream, fragile and unreal.

He watched Poker Bottle living beside him like an ordinary person, and couldn't help but wonder if all this was just a flash in the pan?Is it just a temporary illusion in front of you?One day, when he woke up from the dream, only he was left alone.

Poker-face saw him standing stupidly by the door, and called softly, "Wu Xie?"

Wu Xie shuddered at the sound, as if taken aback.He stared blankly at Pokerfing's slightly concerned face for a while before realizing it, and said, "Ah, that's right. Brother, let's go to my parents' house for the holiday tomorrow night."

As early as half a month before the festival, my mother began to talk about asking him to go home for the festival this year. Wu Xie thought that he hadn't been home for the Mid-Autumn Festival for several years.In those few years in college, I went crazy with my classmates and friends, and I didn’t go home many times after graduation.

I didn't think it was a problem before, but when my third uncle's life and death were unknown, and friends around me had accidents or left, Wu Xie began to understand that he really should spend more time with his parents.After all, some regrets, once caused, can no longer be made up for.He had already lost a close and respected third uncle, and he didn't want to lose more.

Poker bottle seemed a little surprised, but then nodded, and replied, "Okay."

Wu Yiqiong's residence is not far from Wu Xie's antique shop, it's only a 15-minute drive away. After all, his father is still worried about the only child of the Wu family.

Wu Xie parked the little golden cup under the street lamp outside the small courtyard with brick walls, and led Poker Bottle into the retro-styled two-story residential building on the side.

He bought this small building more than ten years ago when he was in elementary school. At that time, the land price in Hangzhou was much more normal than it is now. His father worked hard for more than ten years, and he bought it all at once.Facts have proved that his father's vision is quite accurate.

The small building is described as lonely in the pale street light, behind the building two or three old trees are swaying gently, making the sound of brushing leaves.Wu Xie raised her head, looking at the retro building she grew up in, with mixed feelings for a moment.The bright lights cast milky spots of light on the ground through the glass windows, and the figures in the room were mottled, but there was no sound outside.

The two of them walked slowly through the Shilaiping garden one after the other. It was rare for Poker Ping to be interested in the elegant flowers and plants placed on the wall. Wu Xie took out the key to open the door and explained: "These are my mother's She planted it, and she will retire in two years. Now if she has time, she can either go shopping or take care of these flowers and plants, which is also a good way to spend her time."

The familiar voices of parents with a slightly local accent came from the room, mixed with the background sound of the TV, and the bright and warm lights instantly enveloped Wu Xie, dispelling all fatigue and anxiety.

As soon as she entered the door, Mama Wu, who was wearing a sky-blue plaid apron, stepped out of the kitchen with a smile on her face.Mother Wu is not too tall, but she is only half a head shorter than Wu Xie.

At this time, Mama Wu wiped her hands, but she was startled when she saw the oily bottle behind Wu Xie, her expression froze for a while before she smiled and said, "I haven't been home for the holidays for several years, Xiaoxie. This is your friend? "

Wu Xie rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare to face his mother's sharp gaze, and said casually: "Well, this is Brother Zhang. I can't go home this year, so I want him to come to our house for a festival It’s better than being alone.” Then he stretched out his hand and pushed Mama Wu to the kitchen, “Mom, you go cook first, don’t worry about us, I’m about to faint from hunger.”

"You kid, you will be like this, don't you hate your mother?" Wu's mother reluctantly walked to the kitchen, and she still didn't forget to greet her: "Xiao Zhang, don't be too polite, just treat it as your own home. "

Finally, the worried mother was dealt with.Wu Xie let out a long sigh, looking at Poker Bottle who was sitting silently on the sofa, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.Bringing a 1.8-meter man home for the holidays, did he do something wrong?

Wu Xie sat down next to Boyouping, the gala was playing on the TV, and a bunch of celebrities who were wearing heavy makeup and couldn't tell who was who crowded the stage noisily.Wu Xie didn't care to look at it, his stomach was already restless, and he grabbed the mooncake on the fruit plate and gulped.

He was eating vigorously, but someone gently patted his back. Wu Xie was startled, and almost choked to death on the egg yolk.

Poker Bottle put a glass of water on the table in front of him, his brows were flat, "Eat slowly, you will choke."

Wu Xie was speechless for a moment, coughed twice, and gulped down the warm water in the cup.

He wiped his hands, pushed the fruit plate in front of Poker Bottle, and said softly: "Brother, are you hungry? If you are hungry, eat something first. My parents probably have to make it for a while."

Looking at the thin-skinned and thick-filled mooncakes in front of him, Poker-Face shook his head slightly.

Wu Xie secretly sighed that this person is really otherworldly, so he picked up a piece of Gusu cake and chewed it with puffed cheeks.

Before he could swallow it, he saw Wu Yiqiong walking out with a plate of hot and spicy fried potato shreds.Wu Yiqiong smiled at Boyouping, and seeing that Wu Xie's mouth was full, he straightened his face and taught him a lesson: "Look at what you've been eating, and the guests haven't even eaten yet."

While chewing hard, Wu Xie nodded sharply.His father loves to scold him from time to time. It is estimated that he will not change it in this life, probably because his father has been scolded too much by his mother.Wu Xie is also thick-skinned, putting on the appearance of a good boy who listens carefully to the training.

Wu Yiqiong had nothing to do with him, so he turned around and went back to work in the kitchen after a few words, and made a pot of Longjing tea and put it on the coffee table.

Wu Xie poured a full cup for Poker Ping, thinking that it was indeed his own father, no matter how harsh his mouth was, he still felt sorry for himself.

The roaring sound of the range hood mixed with the sound of the shovel and the frying pan is noisy and makes people extremely happy, and the strong aroma of vegetables continues to permeate into the living room.Wu Xie was bored watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, her heart had already flown to the dishes.

"Your parents are very good to you." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in my ear.

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the men and women with colorful makeup on the screen, only feeling that the world was silent, only the voice of the bottle of oil echoed as calm as water.He heard the emotion and loneliness hidden in the words, and remembered how many mountains, rivers, lakes and seas the person beside him had crossed alone, how many adventures and magnificence he had gone through, but he didn't even have a family member who would wait for him and care about him.

As if obsessed with ghosts, he held Poker Ping's pale and slender hand, with piercing eyes, "They will treat you well too." The voice fell heavily, almost engraved into time, becoming an indelible mark.

At the dinner table, Wu Yiqiong drank two glasses of wine and got very excited, chatting wildly with the bottle of oil.

Wu Xie was originally worried that it would be embarrassing if the girl's face was paralyzed all the time, but Poker Face once again showed the best acting skills of actor Zhang, and chatted with his father for more than two hours with a smile on his face.Wu Xie's jaw almost dropped when he saw it, and he thought, why don't you talk so much to me?

Here, Mother Wu dragged her son to start education unbearably lonely, and asked Wu Xie several times when she was going to find a girlfriend, and even planned to arrange a blind date for him.Asking Wu Xie shook his head again and again.

He subconsciously looked at Pokerfing's reddish side face beside him, and couldn't help but think, what would his parents' reaction be if they knew that this person was his object?

Dad might drive him out of the house, after all, the old Wu's family has been the only child in this generation, but still... Wu Xie sighed silently, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart for no reason.

"Xiao Xie," Wu's mother suddenly sighed heavily, Wu Xie suddenly came back to her senses, and saw her mother looking up at him with a complicated expression on her face, "Mom is getting old too, I don't ask you anything. I just hope you If you can take good care of yourself and take care of yourself, mom will be satisfied. Don’t be like your second and third uncles, who will spend the rest of their lives if they make a mistake.” Mother Wu put her hand on Wu Xie’s, and under the light, she His hands were gradually covered with fine wrinkles.

She is no longer the sharp-edged woman she was when she was young, the corners of her eyes are slightly drooping, and the dazzling light in her eyes is gradually dimming.Wu Xie looked at his mother's expectant face, his eyes were slightly sore, and his throat was slightly choked.But he finally said, "Okay. Don't worry, Mom."

The author has something to say: There will be another update during the May [-]st [Seeing the parent plot makes the single dog choke up a throat of old blood... Let me go to the burning manga to heal myself

Chapter 25

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The cold wind suddenly penetrated into the collar, causing Wu Xie to shiver.He folded his hands together and breathed out a small puff of white air lightly.Poker bottle approached slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

"No," Wu Xie shook his head, shrinking subconsciously.After dinner, he really couldn't stand his mother's fierce attack, so he had to take an excuse to take the oil bottle and go out for a walk.

But it was quiet around here, only a few street light poles and a few houses were still lit. Wu Xie glanced at it, and the more he looked, the more he felt like the atmosphere of a midnight ghost movie.

After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly remembered the scene when his mother introduced Poker Fing to someone just now.Thinking about coming to his family, his mother was also very bold, she asked Poker-Face if he had a girlfriend without hesitation, and introduced him a lot of ladies from Jiangsu and Zhejiang without any hesitation.If other people ask this question... Wu Xie involuntarily shrinks her neck.

Poker Ping next to him remained silent as always, walking side by side with him with downcast eyes.The night wind blows from the other side of the long street, and the skin is icy cold.The cold air these days is too damn strong.

Wu Xie sniffed, and looked down at the two long shadows on the ground, which were very close but did not blend together.

Has Poker Bottle ever had a relationship before?The moment this question popped into my mind, even I was surprised.But then he twitched the corner of his mouth, isn't the answer obvious, and it's not some brain-dead romance novel.

Wu Xie walked more and more slowly, and his legs became heavier and heavier in the cold wind. He finally stopped by the artificial lake in the community.The surface of the lake is shimmering with fine white waves, like countless broken gems shining under the water.The shredded moon shadow was blown by the wind, like flying rice paper, falling on the sparkling water.

"Brother, have you ever had one before?" Wu Xie asked suddenly, with the wind whistling in his ears, and his words were indistinct, "Uh, have you ever had a woman you liked?" Wu Xie deliberated on his words for a while, and said uncomfortably.

Under the street lights, Poker Face's sharp side face looked very soft and amiable. He was silent for a while, then turned his head and said, "I don't remember."

"That's right, that's right." Wu Xie laughed awkwardly.It's also this guy who doesn't know that he has lost his memory hundreds of times, and he has already forgotten everything if he has a good friend.

I will remember him for the rest of my life, but he can only forget me again and again, right?Thoughts broke into his heart uncontrollably, Wu Xie subconsciously clenched his fists.

"I think there should be." Poker-face looked directly at Wu Xie, his eyes were so bright that he could almost see the end at a glance.

The head of the heart was stabbed severely by a long needle, Wu Xie couldn't help but imagine, what kind of woman could make Pokerfing fall in love with?

Is it a gentle and pleasant lady like grandma?A ruthless and decisive woman like Mrs. Huo?An eccentric girl like Xiuxiu?Or a descendant of the Zhang family who is as capable as himself?

Wu Xie was thinking blankly, and various thoughts flashed through, but he rejected them one by one.After a long time, he realized that he had no clue about the answer to this question.

In a trance, Poker-Face's indifferent voice sounded again, and the moonlight was empty, "The people and things in the past have all disappeared. They no longer exist in any place in this world. Therefore, Don't think too much, Wu Xie."

The surroundings are surprisingly quiet, there are no annoying young couples holding hands for a walk after dinner, and no old men and women walking their dogs and grandchildren.The sound of the wind stopped for a while, and the bright and dazzling street lights above the head shone straight down. It seemed that everything between the heaven and the earth had stopped, and only they stayed in this small time and space.

Two small, round shadows chased each other across the moonlit ground, one following the other.Wu Xie raised her head, and two gray moths alternately and continuously bumped towards the hot glass lampshade. They were severely burned, and then started again with trembling wings.

In this endless journey, how many people have pursued Zhang Qiling's footsteps as persistently as he did?Those obscure truths that had tortured him for thousands of days and nights suddenly became distant with Zhang Qiling's renunciation one day, fading away from his life day by day, like a crazy dream in midsummer, becoming more and more Blurred, more and more unreal.

And that most critical turning point