bottle evil kite

Standing in front of him now, her black pupils stared at him motionlessly, reflecting her expression of trying to escape.Poker-Face was chatting with him about the past without any concealment, this fact moved Wu Xie slightly.

The sound of flapping wings came to my ears, like the storm that was blown up when it exploded in the past.For some reason, the lights dimmed more and more, and the night clouds curled up in large swaths, entrenched in the sky with a mighty momentum.Wu Xie wanted to answer something, but the bone-eating pain deep in his temple almost broke through his skin.

Wu Xie covered his head in pain, the pain was like the rising tide of sea water in the middle of the night, hitting his consciousness wave after wave.Poker-face noticed that his expression was not right, supported him slightly nervously, and asked, "Wu Xie, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. It's just that my head hurts a little." Wu Xie kept waving his hands, signaling that he was okay.However, the pain seemed to be rooted deep in the skull, and it became more and more raging.

He blinked and managed to see Poker's face clearly under the light, "Brother, why, don't you want to get back your memory again?" Wu Xie still couldn't let go of Zhang Qiling's sudden change and abandonment, he wanted to know why, wanted to confirm Is it true that Zhang Qiling, who existed for the sake of fate, no longer exists?

Yes, or no.

The moths kept rushing towards its grand light, and before they could regain their momentum, they were blown away by the sudden cold wind.Poker bottle didn't seem to feel the cold, he grabbed Wu Xie's shoulders with both hands, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Because there is no need, those pasts that no longer exist."

He suddenly put his hands together and put his face on Wu Xie's shoulders, his breath was close and hot.

Mind was confused, Wu Xie smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in Poker Bottle's hair, and all kinds of dark and bright light and shadow bloomed in front of his eyes.He couldn't believe what he heard.

"Wu Xie, I will stay by your side forever, forever." Poker Fing made a serious and dignified promise word by word, his voice low and low as if he was about to melt into the darkness.

The expectations hidden in his heart countless times were suddenly exposed to the sun. Wu Xie never expected that Poker Ping would respond to his feelings, and he didn't even think about letting Poker Ping know.

Breathing was as heavy as life, Wu Xie's whole body tensed up suddenly, and he froze in Pokerfing's arms, not daring to move.I am afraid that all this is just a daydream, and I am afraid that I will lose everything in an instant.

Is the eternity that Poker Ping said the same as the eternity he understood?

"Brother..." The tail of the voice was swallowed up by the night, Poker bottle let go, and slowly backed away.Wu Xie finally looked up at him, but the next sentence was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

Zhang Qiling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were filled with the distant mountains with thousands of trees and lights.

"Wu Xie, I love you."

Joy did not have time to germinate and grow wildly, and the pain swept over.Wu Xie was on the verge of fainting, a distant and indistinct voice rang out in his ears, repeating something over and over again.

He struggled to open his eyes, the stuffy eyes in his eyes were full of care and worry that couldn't be concealed.

The sharp, penetrating buzz echoed in his mind, and Wu Xie suddenly felt a sense of unreality.The more concerned Poker-Face looked, the more uneasy he felt.It's like walking on a tightrope, and it will fall to the ground hard at any time.

Is the stuffy oil bottle he is familiar with really like this?Would he really give up everything he carried so easily?

He said he loves himself?

Thoughts filled with doubts and uneasiness welled up, his head was about to burst, the vague voice became clearer, and Wu Xie heard some kind of ominous warning amidst the noise.

"You, who are you?" Wu Xie struggled to break away from the hands that were holding him tightly, and staggered back.

Poker bottle seemed very surprised, but still smiled slightly, watching Wu Xie silently.

"Who are you?" Wu Xie asked again, frowning. Seeing the reaction of this Poker Bottle, he could already conclude that the person in front of him was definitely not the real Poker Bottle. "Why do you pretend to be a little brother? Where are the little brother and the fat man? What happened to them?"

Worries and anxiety were instantly ignited, Wu Xie looked at the fake oil bottle in front of him, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help but feel lost.

really.How can there be such a good thing in the world?Even if there is, it is not his turn to own it.

The author has something to say: come, come, come, someone who guessed this kind of cheating plot raised their claws!

Chapter 26

"Who are you?" Wu Xie stood with difficulty holding his head that was about to burst.

Poker Fing smiled slightly, as if he didn't hear his question, and stretched out his hand to Wu Xie indifferently, "Wu Xie, stay here. Just stay by my side, I will always be with you."

The thick eyelashes cast light shadows on the eyelids, and the deep black pupils absorbed all the brilliance between the sky and the earth without end. There was a gentle and charming smile on the man's face, poking at every word of his darkness. secret.

"You fucking don't pretend to be me here!" Wu Xie growled, his eyes were red, he grabbed the collar of the man in front of him, staring straight into his eyes: "Where is the little brother, tell me!"

The smile on that face was even brighter, "Porky Oil Bottle" moved his head closer to Wu Xie, and asked in a low voice: "Don't you like me? I like you too, isn't that enough?" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked back indifferently. His eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and nose were all exactly the same as the real Boyouping.

Wu Xie looked at that familiar face, and suddenly felt weak, and his hands loosened.He lowered his head and murmured: "No, you are not Zhang Qiling at all. You are not..."

"If the real Zhang Qiling knew your feelings for him, what would he think?" "Poker Bottle" broke away from Wu Xie's hand, and asked softly in his ear: "Is it he who treats you well, or I treat you well?" ?”

The continuous beeping pierced the eardrum, Wu Xie closed his eyes in pain, and said hoarsely: "Stop talking."

"Wu Xie, stay here. You won't hurt anyone, and no one will hurt you."

"We'll be together forever and you won't lose anyone again."

"Wu Xie, trust me. Wu Xie..."

That voice repeated sentence after sentence tirelessly, softer and softer each time, like ghosts born under the moon, hunting disoriented butterflies with sweet and delicate lies.

What would happen if my brother found out?Wu Xie had never thought about it, nor dared to imagine it.Ever since he realized what his feelings for Poker Ping were, he never intended to let Poker Ping know about it.This feeling that was buried in the heart from the beginning is difficult to bloom gorgeous flowers in broad daylight.

Pokerfing's indifferent expression flashed in his mind, Wu Xie stopped breathing and dared not think about it.

"Wu Xie..." An extremely seductive voice echoed in his ear, disturbing his messy thoughts.

Wu Xie opened his mouth slightly, and he didn't know what to say, but his throat was blocked by bitterness, and he couldn't make a sound.The pain in his head clamored again, much more intense than before, almost instantly, it took away Wu Xie's strength to stand.

His knees softened all of a sudden, and Wu Xie let out a painful groan. He half knelt on the ground, the coldness and pain intertwined, making it impossible to think.Wu Xie silently prayed that this pain would pass away quickly, but it seemed to take root in her brain, and after being moistened by rain, it began to grow crazily.

Disorderly noises echoed in his ears, Wu Xie frowned and endured, but suddenly caught a weak voice.The owner of that voice called his name very persistently, one after another, with incredible anxiety and an extremely familiar coldness.

Wu Xie recognized it immediately, it was Pokerfinger's voice, it was the real Pokerfinger's voice!He tried his best to open a slit in his eyes, still looking at him with a smile on his face.

Something suddenly got into his heart, and Wu Xie finally realized what was going on.He took a few deep breaths, tried his best to adjust his fast heartbeat, and the pain in his temple gradually subsided.

He stood up slowly and looked up at the phantom in front of him.

"Wu Xie, are you okay?" Phantom asked with concern.

"Thank you for your concern." Wu Xie glanced at him without any confusion in his eyes, "But since it's a counterfeit, it's better to disappear quickly." He chuckled.

"All of this is just an illusion created by the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword. You are fine, and everything here is fine." Wu Xie closed her eyes, and said loudly, "I don't believe it, it is."

After the thick eyelids cut off the light, what remains is boundless darkness.Wu Xie didn't think about anything, just waited with bated breath.

The sound of something disintegrating came into my ears, which seemed extraordinarily distant in the darkness, but it was as real as if it was close to my ears.The world became an endless void, and he waited alone, feeling that the solid ground under his feet began to shake, tremble and crack.

He heard the sound of space being torn apart, which was extremely sharp.Wu Xie knew that those hallucinations were disappearing, but Poker Fing's face kept appearing in the darkness.

Silent, indifferent, cold... Most of the expressions are similar, there are almost no big differences, but they are so vivid that it is hard to forget.

Mottled faces flashed one after another, fleeting.Wu Xie was in a daze, only to realize that what was finally frozen in his mind was the face of the fake Poker Bottle.

He smiled softly, his dark and soft hair exuded a hazy silver light, and said word by word: "Wu Xie, I love you."

Forget it!Wu Xie slapped himself hard.

Don't be delusional, that's not what you should have.He closed his eyes tightly, admonishing himself again.

It is difficult for him to cross this line.Once crossed, it can never go back to the past.Wu Xie was well aware of this.

Chapter 27

The murmurs in my head and the sounds around me disappeared almost at the same time.Instead, there was that cold and familiar voice.

Wu Xie opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the flat top of the tomb and the face of Poker Ping with fuzzy details.

He held that face for a long time, and looked up, down, left, and right for ten to twenty minutes like an electronic scanner, before he was sure that it was a genuine bottle of stuffy oil.He was the only one who could remain calm to the end without blushing and heart beating after being stared at for so long.

"Little brother?" Wu Xie sat up, only to realize that he had been lying on the floor in a strange posture before.He looked around and was confused.

This is a medium-sized tomb, similar to his living room, with no extra furnishings, only a long black wooden box embedded in the half-person-high stone platform in the center.Wu Xie squinted for a while, only to realize that it turned out to be completely dark wood, immortal for thousands of years.

He secretly sighed in his heart, his eyes wandered, and suddenly a red and black forged sword attracted all his attention.

This is, the legendary Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword?

Wu Xie was about to get closer to take a closer look, but Poker-Face blocked him with his hand.

"You can't get close to that sword, it's too dangerous." He said, and the next sentence made the air freeze, "That sword has been creating illusions for outside creatures, and we have been under the illusion since we entered the tomb. .”

"Illusion?" Wu Xie was a little unresponsive, and subconsciously repeated Poker Fing's words.

He remembered that before he fell into a coma, he should have been chased into a tomb by the thousand-year-old python, but that tomb was quite different from the one in front of him now.

Wu Xie stared blankly at the pitch-black stone platform, and suddenly got a jolt, and finally came to his senses.He looked at Poker Bottle in surprise, "You mean, since we found the robbery cave and entered the circular tomb passage, we have been controlled by the illusion of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword?"

"That's right." Poker Ping nodded slightly, pointing to a corner, "Look."

Wu Xie looked in the direction he pointed, and there was only a miner's lamp in the place where they were in the tomb, and the surrounding area was hidden in darkness.But even though the light was not very sufficient, Wu Xie immediately recognized the shapes that were vaguely revealed in the darkness.

That is something every tomb robber is all too familiar with - a messy pile of bones.Yellowed bones are scattered here and there, stacked crookedly, but the basic outline of a person is still preserved.Wu Xie counted the skulls one by one, and there were 17 people in total.

"These bones should be the villagers who disappeared before." Poker Fing said lightly, he also looked at the bones like Wu Xie, his eyes couldn't tell whether it was pity or contempt. "They couldn't get rid of the temptation of hallucinations, lingering on the sweet dreams, and ended up dying here."

It was as if there was a thorn in my heart, and every time I moved it would pierce deeper, and more warm and fresh blood would gush out.

Nostalgic for the sweet dream... Yes, it is indeed a beautiful dream.

Wu Xie suppressed the fluctuations in his inner emotions, pretending to be calm and asked: "Then why can we wake up?" He still remembered that in the hallucination, he had a splitting headache and heard the voice of Poker Bottle in his ears.Could it be that people who have been under illusion can also be awakened?

Poker-Face pondered for a while, and said: "I didn't suffer from the illusion, I just passed out. So I can wake you up after I wake up." He said that he looked back at the fat man who fell beside the stone platform, and said: "I also Called him, but he just couldn't wake up."

Wu Xie looked behind Poker Face, and only then noticed the fat man.The fat man lay flat on the ground, with his hands spread wide, causing the clothes that were not big enough to shrink up, revealing a large white belly, which rose and fell with his breathing.Strangely, the fat man slept very quietly this time, without even snoring.

Wu Xie squatted down and called out a few times tentatively, then patted the fat man's face, but there was no response.He looked at Poker Bottle again, "Brother, why aren't you affected by the illusion?" He simply wanted to know the reason, without any suspicion.

"The descendants of the Zhang family must learn all kinds of knowledge and skills from childhood, and receive continuous training to lay down solid basic skills to the greatest extent, so that they will not be easily killed by organ thaumaturgy." He poured his eyes into the void , as if trapped in a certain memory, unable to move.

Poker-face rarely takes the initiative to bring up his past, and he carries his past and destiny on his back, which seems like a taboo.

His voice was more flat than before, continuing stiffly: "The blood of the head of the Zhang family can restrain the genitals. The medicinal ingredients in the blood can naturally resist hallucinations."

He looked at the fierce sword with a red and black body and no hilt, with a calm and indifferent face.

Wu Xie felt the clues in his words, and his blood froze instantly. He asked dully, "Brother, have you recovered your memory?"

Poker bottle didn't nod or shake his head, and said nothing.

The dust has settled.

The fat man was still dreaming, Wu Xie saw his lips move as if he was saying something, leaned over and listened carefully, what he said was "clouds, clouds".

Feeling mixed for a moment, Wu Xie couldn't tell what he was feeling right now.sad?He looked at Poker Bottle, who was standing silently by the side, and it seemed that something was being pulled in his heart, causing a series of pains.move?He heard the fat man calling Yun Cai one after another, and he already knew the dream he was experiencing now.Thinking of the fat man saying that if he likes it, he really likes it, and at the same time he is extremely envious, his nasal cavity is slightly sore.

Even if he really likes it, he is far inferior to Fatty's bravery.

In the end, all these turned into sighs that could not be uttered, swallowed by the deep darkness of the ancient tomb.

He sat slumped on the uneven ground.The fat man hadn't woken up yet, so they couldn't leave him alone, but the current situation couldn't last for a long time.

Wu Xie looked around and found that it was a closed tomb as expected, but there should be a way to get out.He took out a lighter from his backpack and lit it.The jumping flames are swaying, there is air circulation here, and it is not completely sealed.

Put away the lighter, and return to the seven-star Longyuan sword again.The blade is not long, and there is no hilt. It is more like a metal crutch than a sword.Only the blade is extremely sharp, even someone like him who doesn't study ancient swords very much can tell at a glance that it is a peerless sword.

"Brother, isn't there a way to eliminate the illusion? Or destroy this sword?" Wu Xie tried to break the silence.

"It can't be destroyed." Poker Ping answered three words coldly, and continued to look at the sword without moving.

In the dark tomb, the strange and fierce sword, and the comatose companion, time evolves silently.Wu Xie wanted to speak, but had nothing to say.A sense of exhaustion surged into my heart instantly, my throat seemed to be burned by flames, hoarse and painful.He realized that he hadn't drunk water all day.

Suffering physically and mentally, Wu Xie found sadly that he was too tired to move, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.He raised his head eagerly, staring at the rock with all his attention in a daze.After a long time, it was Poker Ping who took the initiative to ask, "Wu Xie, what is the hallucination you saw?"

That gentle face was still in front of his eyes, Wu Xie was slightly stunned, he couldn't tell whether it was awkward or nervous, he hesitated for a while, and replied: "It's nothing special, it's just my parents." He moved away a little guilty. Sight, I don't understand why Poker Bottle would suddenly ask these questions.

Poker-Face suddenly turned around, sat opposite Wu Xie, and stared straight at his face, as if wanting to confirm something, "This kind of illusion, in order to trap people in the environment forever, the things in the illusion, They are all the people, things, and things that that person is most concerned about and can't let go of."

"What you saw was really only your parents?"

"Of course, I'm an older unmarried young man, and I don't have a girlfriend or anything, what else can I see?" Wu Xie laughed and tried to perfunctory, he heard his heart pounding in his chest, and his chest hurt.

Why did Poker Bottle suddenly care about this?The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, Wu Xie speculated about the answer to the question, his right hand was tightly squeezed behind his back, trembling slightly.

Poker Ping's eyes were deep and bright, as if he had seen through everything.He was noncommittal to Wu Xie's answer, quietly watching Wu Xie who was dodging his eyes, and after a while, he said: "When you were unconscious, you kept calling me."

Nervous and restless, as if someone had suddenly pressed the stop button, Wu Xie's eyes widened, his mind went blank, and he opened his mouth and asked subconsciously: "Yes, yes, I don't even remember."

"Wu Xie, what kind of feelings do you have for me?" Poker-Face asked indifferently.

Wu Xie was completely stunned, and countless thoughts and pictures flashed through his mind for a moment, but he couldn't grasp anything.

"What kind of feelings do you have for me?" Pokerfing repeated in shock.From the beginning to the end, he looked calm, not surprised at all.

It took Wu Xie a long time to calm down a little. He closed his eyes bitterly, and a soft sigh escaped from his throat.

He's been trying so hard to hide his feelings, thinking he's doing a good job, thinking they'll never be found out.He is well aware of the gap between himself and Zhang Qiling, and since he realized the existence of this feeling, he has never had any extravagant expectations. They are all people who are trapped in this deadlock and cannot escape, so how can they talk about feelings?

Wu Xie told herself countless times that time will erase everything, and eventually everything will be wiped out.Whether Zhang Qiling or Fatty, they are all his most trusted brothers.Other than that, nothing else.He looked at himself in the mirror admonishing.

But the illusion broke too quickly and easily, and he was exposed before he even had time to react.

Wu Xie raised his head, his eyes sparkled, "I can no longer see you as a brother."

The words that have been hidden for a long time are finally spoken, but it is much easier at once, just like a drowning person struggling to death, finally reaching the other side of death.

"To be honest, I don't know why it happened like this. Little brother, really, I, a man like me, told you that I like it. It doesn't matter if you don't accept it." Wu Xie smiled wryly.

"For more than 20 years of my life, I always felt that I was no different from men all over the world. I loved watching beautiful women, and I watched a lot of island movies. However, I have never had a girlfriend. In fact, I can't blame me entirely. Girls nowadays think about the same things as the universe. It seems that this only shows that I am not experienced enough to represent anything." Wu Xie vomited out all the troubles in his heart in one breath, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that he had strayed off topic.

Poker bottle had a calm expression on his face, listening patiently.

Wu Xie sighed, fumbled for a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.He spit out white smoke into the air, and continued to say: "In the past few years, I have lived and died together, and I have never felt that I have any special feelings for you, but I will care if you are missing, and I will feel uncomfortable if you leave without saying goodbye. Anyone would do that to a good friend. But..."

Perhaps because of something embarrassing, his cheeks were flushed red: "The night I stayed at the farmer's house, I, I had a physical reaction to you." Wu Xie said the next few words in one breath, her ears burning.

This time, even Pokerfing's paralyzed face showed a hint of surprise, but he regained his composure in a blink of an eye.

"At that time, I just thought it was because I had suppressed it for too long." Wu Xie paused, swallowed, and his voice was choked up, "But in the hallucination, I almost died several times before I realized: one is dying How could someone who was still thinking about you before be as simple as a friend?" His emotions became more and more intense as he spoke, and he almost yelled at the end.

Wu Xiehong focused her eyes and said hoarsely, "So, Zhang Qiling, I fucking like you." The long soot could no longer maintain its balance, and fell heavily to the ground.

The author has something to say: the typing speed is getting slower and slower, I only typed more than 3000 words in one morning, and I am going to run naked...

Chapter 28

"Zhang Qiling, I fucking like you." Wu Xie growled, with a slight tremor in his voice.

He didn't dare to look at the reaction of the person in front of him, he was afraid to watch everything that he had been avoiding all this time become a reality, and he was afraid to see the most obvious rejection on Poker's face.

it's all over.Wu Xie thought dejectedly, from now on, he really couldn't even be a brother. He obviously tried so hard to hide it, but in the end, he still ended up like this.He was unwilling, but he knew that there was nothing he could do.

There was no response, and the deathly silence spread like a tide, cooling down all the unwillingness and hotness inch by inch.

Poker-face was silent for a long time, just when Wu Xie thought he had mysteriously disappeared again, he suddenly walked over and embraced Wu Xie who was almost curled up into a ball.

Wu Xie's eyes widened instantly, and she listened to Poker Fing's words in disbelief: "I said, I will always be on your side."

"Wu Xie, no matter what you think of me, as you said, your home is my home, and I am your family." He still said the most unimaginable words with his calm tone and expression.

The string of thinking suddenly broke, and the sound of tight breathing was constantly amplified and echoed in his mind.Limbs and limbs seemed to be placed in an ice cave for an instant and lost consciousness, and then recovered immediately. The boiling blood rushed to the heart, and it was almost impossible to bear the joy and excitement.Wu Xie listened blankly, at a loss, "Little, little brother?"

"Wu Xie, trust me." Poker Fing said in a low voice, with a slight sigh in his tone.He tightened this hug with unknown meaning even more forcefully, and the indescribable things remained in each other's temperature. "Wait when I get home."

Pokerfing's voice was inaudible, Wu Xie frowned, he wasn't sure if he heard it wrong just now.

Before he had time to ask, he heard an exclamation.Porky Fing had already let go of his hand, and turned around as if nothing had happened. Wu Xie looked up in surprise, and saw the fat man sitting up panting, but his eyes were empty.

Wu Xie didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly wiped her face and leaned forward: "Fatty? Fatty?" Wu Xie stretched out his hand and dangled in front of the fatty, but the other party didn't respond at all, as if someone had stolen his soul. Only the shell remains.

Wu Xie was in a hurry, what if he was stunned and couldn't make it through?Just as he was about to pat him awake, the fat man raised his head abruptly, with his eyes wide open, looking at Wu Xie in front of him and at the stuffy oil bottle behind Wu Xie, two lines of tears flowed down without warning, he He choked up and said, "Damn it, I saw Yun Cai died and thought you were all dead..."

Now both of them were dumbfounded, let alone crying after so long, Fatty hardly ever experienced any kind of depressed mood.At this moment when he cried, Wu Xie suddenly realized that the fat man had always been such a positive and optimistic person. He only thought it was because they had been in this industry for a long time and looked away, but he forgot that the fat man had always been as open-minded as a Buddha.

Fortunately, Fatty's psychological quality is excellent, and he returned to normal without passing a few drops of horse urine.Wu Xieyuan explained the incident to him originally, and the fat man immediately jumped three meters away from the stone platform, cursing: "It's your grandma, the relationship is just a daydream!"

The fat man looked resentful, "Thanks to me, I thought that nagging a lot of ghost weapons could be delicious and spicy, so I can rest easy for the rest of my life. It's so fucking deceiving!"

"Come on." Wu Xie raised his hand and gave him a shudder, "Let's think about how to get out now."

The fat man patted his head, secretly cursing that this kid is getting more and more over the top, and he is not dead-hearted, "Innocent, is that Lao Shizi's sword worth what you said?"

"We can't seal that sword, it's dangerous to approach it blindly." Before Wu Xie could speak, Pokerfing blocked the fat man's eager thoughts with one sentence.

The fat man was dejected, and couldn't help kicking the ground a few times.That's right, he had great expectations for this fight, but in the end it was all in vain, and it's only natural to be disappointed.

The three of them searched carefully again, but found nothing.There is nothing in this tomb except the sword, and even the entrance of the robber's cave when he came here is nowhere to be found.Seeing that the fat man's face was about to turn black, Wu Xie tried to hold back a smile and asked him, "What should I do? Boss Fat?"

Fatty liked this sentence very much, so he said directly: "Let's just dig a burrow and get out. There is no rock formation outside, and ordinary sand and gravel can be done in less than an hour."

This was a feasible and convenient suggestion, and the three of them unanimously approved it, and started digging holes without saying a word.

Wu Xie shielded his eyes with his sandy palms, and the bright and dazzling sunlight leaked from between his fingers, causing phantoms to appear in front of his eyes.

They were standing on a small soil slope with an open landscape, surrounded by neat and straight trees and fresh low weeds. The wind blew through the woods in the east, and there were whispers.Everything seemed like a dream, Wu Xie stared blankly at the golden sky covered by trees.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the three of them didn't go back to the farmer's house, and they found another small guest house to live in.

Taking off the dirty clothes covered with sand, Wu Xie plunged into the bathroom.In the white mist, he opened his eyes blankly and lost his mind for a long time. A series of things that happened today gradually became clear in his mind.

It took him a lot of time to sort it out before he realized that within a day he first realized that he liked Poor Oil Bottle and then confessed directly (if that counts as a confession), the speed was so amazing that even Wu Xie himself couldn't accept it, he couldn't laugh or cry .

The fog was so thick that Wu Xie couldn't even see the incandescent lamp above his head clearly.What is Pokerfinger's unsurprised reaction and ambiguous answer?he thinks.

Did you agree, sorry to say it straight?Or tactfully reject him, saying that there is only brotherly affection between the two of them, but no basic affection?

Wu Xie couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and let the scalding water wash over his body.

After changing into clean clothes, Wu Xie ran to the first floor with a gurgling stomach, only to see that the fat man with his big belly was already in a posture of eating and drinking.

The canteen of the guest house is not big, but there are only people sitting in twos and threes. Nearly one-third of the empty tables look extraordinarily deserted under the white light.Fortunately, there are few people and the voice is loud, so it feels lively at last.

Wu Xie sat down next to the fat man, and asked, "Where's the little brother? You didn't ask him to run down to eat alone, did you?"

The fat man had a big chicken leg stuffed in his mouth, and he was still clutching the shiny braised pig's trotters in his hand, and his words were sticky, "It's been called a long time ago, so I'm in such a hurry to go up and have a look."

Seeing that he looked like he hadn't eaten for three days, Wu Xie secretly spurned twice and went upstairs obediently.

The lights in the stairwell were dim, and Wu Xie stepped over.He walked more and more slowly, hesitating for a while in front of the door of Boyouping's room, thinking about what he was afraid of if he was a big man who dared to act.

He secretly gave himself a few words of encouragement, raised his hand and knocked on the door, Wu Xie was stunned.

The door is unlocked!A bad premonition welled up in his heart, and he immediately pushed open the door. The room was empty, only the curtains were gently blown by the night wind.

"Brother?" Wu Xie called tentatively, "Brother, are you still there?"

no answer.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone who is about to take the college entrance examination to cheer for the college entrance examination!Exam brilliant!

Chapter 29

Many years later, there was an antique shop by the West Lake.

Wu Xie hung up the phone and let out a long breath.His eyebrows and eyes are the same as before, but the vicissitudes of the years and the passing of time have added a bit of vicissitudes and refinement to the corners of the eyes and brows, adding a mature flavor.It really looks like a boss.Doing the math, the Lengtouqing back then is now in his thirties, which is really amazing.

Wang Meng flicked his finger on the screen without looking up, "What's wrong, boss?"

"It's not your boss, what's wrong with me." Wu Xie couldn't help helping his forehead when he saw him slacking openly.I thought to myself why this brat got worse after getting married. He used to be able to pretend to be a grandson, but now he looks like an old man, and he can't even kick him.

He wanted to find a time to teach this guy a good lesson, and continued: "The fat man called and said that his daughter's full moon will be next Saturday, and he wants to invite us to drink full moon wine." After saying this, Wu Xie suddenly choked. All of a sudden, it seemed like he suddenly realized that even that fat man with a playful smile had a daughter.

There was a sour feeling in my heart, and Wu Xie didn't know why, I should have gotten used to it after so many years, but I still felt it from time to time, and it was hard to control.

At this time, Wang Meng raised his head and saw the bitter expression on his boss's face, and comforted him: "Boss, people nowadays are either showing affection or showing off their children. I think you should find a partner earlier and live a stable life. Don't think about it all day long." Look at that little brother. Look, my son knows how to make soy sauce." As he spoke, he raised the phone in his hand at Wu Xie, and there was a big headshot of a child.

Wu Xie was stunned, and was poked at the sore spot. He stared at the obviously distorted photos on Wang Meng's phone for a while, and then he realized that he waved his hand immediately: "If you keep talking about this month's salary, don't want it."

Fortunately, Wang Meng had nothing against Qian, so he kept his mouth shut.

The autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River outside the Xuan window is bleak. Rows of trees stand on both sides of the road, either evergreen or autumn withered. The green trees are still mixed with many bare dead branches that pierce the sky, which looks very strange and abrupt. .It's like a newborn youth walking with a decadent old man, walking towards the other end of life and death.

Wu Xie suddenly remembered a fantasy dream many years ago, and it was also in this small shop on the same cold and desolate autumn afternoon.Poker-face looked at his eyebrows seriously, saying that he would stay here and that he would never leave again, but he was ecstatic and rushed forward to hug him desperately.He couldn't remember how excited he was at that time, but he only remembered the poker expression when he answered him, bit by bit, as vivid as yesterday.

It's just that a dream can only be a dream after all, and after waking up from the dream, it's time to face reality.He looked at the tourists coming and going outside the door, they were chatting and laughing comfortably, leisurely, as if nothing happened between heaven and earth.Wu Xie swallowed hard, full of bitterness.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times Poker Ping had suddenly disappeared, and how many times he had left without saying goodbye.Wu Xie was not angry or sad, he accepted the fact calmly, returned to Hangzhou, continued to be his little boss, and lived an ordinary life, he no longer fights, no longer set foot in this circle, it seems that he has settled down like this Heart, aging quietly in the same time.

He knew that Zhang Qiling still had unfinished business and unfulfilled responsibilities, and he would not stop after all, so he never had high expectations.It's just that he can't let go of it in his heart, he thinks that Poker Bottle will at least give a clear answer, no matter what, he can convince himself to accept it.At least they are still brothers who died, at least one day when Pokerfoil lost his memory again, he was the one who helped him get everything back.

But Poker Ping didn't do anything, and his departure seemed natural.

Wu Xie struggled for a long time, and he would often look out the window in a daze, thinking of the dangers they had experienced together, the trust they had given everything to each other, and the phrase "wait for me to go home" that he didn't know.

He also wants to let go, laugh and forget in the rivers and lakes like a martial arts novel, sip a thousand sorrows with a glass of sake, and then be his little boss