The King's Altar

Bei Le searched Jiang Zhaowei's mobile hard drive carefully, copied his own photos and videos, smashed all the photos of idlers and other handsome male stars' pornographic videos, and then hugged him like a puppy and rubbed him endlessly , kissed his lips affectionately, bit his tongue, pinched the bird and pinched his tits, provoked him to moan and chirp, suddenly got up like a gentleman, said good night, and was about to leave.

Jiang Zhaowei was physically and mentally broken, daring not to speak out, watching Shi Shiran, the object of venting his desire, leave, stepped forward and locked the door, then opened the closet, and dragged out a human-shaped pillow.On the front of the pillow is a frontal nude photo of Baylor, and on the back is a nude photo of Baylor's back.He spent most of the night ravaging innocent humanoid pillows to death.

In the early morning, the four people in the building finished washing one after another, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Jiang Zhaowei had dark circles under his eyes.

Feng Qu had dark circles under his eyes.

Chen Yuejin had dark circles under his eyes.

Bei Le was radiant, his face was like a peach blossom, and he was sitting in front of the window in the morning sun, holding a crystal coffee cup, and said in a melodious manner: "Look at your virtues! Do you still want to work? It's almost the end of the year, sales The amount has risen sharply, and the batch of Christmas and New Year gifts will start soon, and the workload will increase, so cheer up...Chen Yuejin! You are still yawning when you say you! Starting today, you and Feng Qu will share Xiaoming's work."

"Huh?" Chen Yuejin rubbed his eyes and asked, "What about Qingqing?"

Bai Le drank the soy milk in the coffee cup in one gulp, looked in the mirror and said, "He has quit."

"Ah?" Chen Yuejin and Jiang Zhaowei said in unison: "Why?"

Belle's eyes widened, "What's all the fuss about? Jump for a few days, catch a rabbit and come back."

Chen Yuejin was confused: "What rabbit?"

Jiang Zhaowei suddenly realized: "Is that Li Wudi? I heard him call him Tutu."

"So close! So cute!" Chen Yuejin stared into the starry eyes, turned around and grabbed Feng Qu's shoulders, "Shall we also choose a secret nickname between lovers?"

"You die to the moon for me." Feng Qu felt cold.

Jiang Zhaowei interrupted: "Didn't you call him Cricket?"

Holding the milk, Chen Yuejin bit the straw and sucked it while thinking hard: "No, I need a cuter nickname to match my dear."

"Ah, ah!" Belle interrupted him: "Give me your little brain capacity to work!"

Chen Yuejin ran over to put his arms around Feng Qu in a flamboyant manner, and asked shyly, "Shall I tell you Xiaoqu to be good?"

Feng Qu was expressionless: "Can I tell you that you are not good, big bird?"

Jiang Zhaowei: "..." It's amazing!Poison Tongue Emperor!

Belle: "..." I know why he has dark circles under his eyes!

Chen Yuejin covered his blushing face, and muttered: "I'm so disgusted, so rude..."

Yuan Mingqing went to the engineering area south of Yuse Mountain with Zhehong early this morning, borrowed the "engineering director" work card and hung it around his neck, swaggered into the eastern area on the grounds of learning from the advantages and disadvantages of real buildings, and easily found the Li family.

The building of Li's house is in a well-regulated Georgian style, surrounded by woody shrubs, which do not bloom in winter, and dark green leaves climb all over the fence, strictly blocking the view of the hospital. Yuan, Ming and Qing walked around and found nothing.He climbed up the mountain slope for a certain distance, found a place with a better view, and could barely see the second floor of Li's house, so he sat down and took out his notebook, sketching a few architectural sketches.

At the same time, by accident, Li Wudi opened the door of Yuan Mingqing's house, and stood there in a daze for a while.

The room was empty. At this time in the past, the liar hadn't gone to work yet.Closing the door dejectedly, he began to search for the scores he had written.

From the living room to the bedroom, everything has been tidied and cleaned. The dishes and chopsticks on the table should be washed and collected, and the sticky notes with staves on them are clipped under the glass plate; the empty ice cream boxes and chicken feet and broken bones on the TV cabinet are thrown away. It's over, the potato chip bag full of ghost characters is pressed against the corner of the TV; the messy clothes on the bed are all packed up, the quilt is neatly folded, and there are many scraps of paper beside the pillow...

Li Wudi collected the pieces of paper one by one, folded them and stuffed them into his pocket, muttering: "This is mine... This is mine..." He took the model of the Lotus sports car and put it under his arm, "This is mine. Hey, hey, hey, he put the Fist of the Big Dipper armor on his back, "It's mine too." Picking up Sasha's photo, tearing it into pieces, "Fuck you."

He swore he would only give up if he spit on the liar in front of him!

And the houses of the Li family in the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were painted one after another, changing positions from front to back, from left to right, from scribbled to neat, from whole to partial, from simple strokes to paving light and shade, and I have memorized the structure of this house by heart. .Helpless, apart from occasionally seeing a few nannies walking around, I didn't see a single hair of Li Wudi.

When the sun was about to set, the nanny of Li's family pushed open the French windows on the second floor to let in air. Yuan Mingqing saw a navy blue to black grand piano.

Still haven't seen anyone playing the piano.

I had to leave, the engineering area was already off work, Zhehong called one after another, Yuan Mingqing picked out a sketch that he was satisfied with, wrote "Rotutu" in the lower right corner, and folded it into a rose shape, don't worry. Locked in Li's mailbox.

On the other side of the city, Li Wudi was wandering around Yuan Mingqing's house alone, cursing first, then overeating, so irritable that he couldn't even watch TV at ease, he dropped the remote control angrily and sat in front of the piano playing a few tunes before he calmed down Concentrating on it, he straightened out those endless pieces of music that he had written in a flash of inspiration, added and subtracted, and gradually became fuller and played for himself, unconsciously playing until dark.

Unfortunately, he never waited for the liar to come back. Sad and disappointed, he lay down on the bedroom door and wrote two big black characters with a marker: "Liar"!

When Yuan Mingqing returned home, Li Wudi left, leaving behind a messy house and two large characters on the door.He didn't touch a drop of water all day, and he sat down on the sofa exhaustedly, and could only smile wryly in frustration: "Fuck! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't be going to his house today!"

When Li Wudi returned home, he was bombarded head-on by Luo Mosheng: "Where is your brother?"

"I don't know." Li Wudi spread his hands, took the puppy away from his arms, stroked the dog's stomach, and sniffed the dog's nose. Knowing that the nanny had just fed it, he took off the scarf and wrapped it up to reveal the dog's head, pointing his nose. Talk to it: "Ming Dao~ Don't sleep~ Brother is back~"

Luo Mosheng exaggeratedly made a gesture of vomiting blood, "Damn it! You don't know where to go to fool around! How dare you not answer my phone!"

"What's the matter?" Li Wudi added with a low eyebrow, "I'll tell him." No matter how useless the younger brother is, he is also his own. If it's inappropriate, it's better to protect it and not talk about it.

Luo Mo said violently, "I'm going to Tokyo! Air ticket tonight! Time is precious! I haven't got my Beidou Shenquan armor yet, I want him to lead me to that store to get it back!"

"Oh, stop arguing," Li Wudi interrupted him with a headache, waving his hand, "I have it, I have it, I'll give it to you."

"You have? Let me see." Luo Mo's voice fell silent.

"Ah, I didn't bring it back..." Li Wudi realized that he had returned home absent-mindedly, and even forgot to bring his armor and sports car model, and couldn't help feeling even more depressed.

"What's the matter?" Luo Mosheng pinched his chin: "Unhappy?"

Li Wudi didn't comment, took out a sticky note, "Mo Sheng, here's a song for you."

"Wow wow wow!" Luo Mosheng was overwhelmed with surprise, and said "wow" several times like a frog before saying: "Where did you come from? You wrote it? A piece written by a piano genius?"

Li Wudi smirked and scratched his head: "Yes, I'm not very good at writing lyrics, so you can find someone to fill them in."

"No problem, the guy who beat the drum is a good word writer." Romo searched his pockets up and down, and found a stack of papers, "Is there any more? Are these?"

"No, no," Li Wudi snatched back, "I'll straighten out the songs one by one for you."

Luo Mosheng's smile was as bright as a flower, hugging his face, "baji" gave him a big kiss, "Slop, you are the best."

Li Wudi was a little embarrassed: "You are also the best, why don't I give it to you if I don't give it to others?"

"That's right, I'm not polite to you." Luo Mosheng hummed a few words according to the song, and complained impatiently: "I still want to discuss with you how to mix the sound, alas, but I have to go tonight Tokyo, I’m so pissed off! People named Rong always take films without my permission!”

"It doesn't matter, wait for you to come back, there is plenty of time." No one would be unhappy that his work is so cherished, Li Wudi tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Mo Sheng, do you love President Rong?"

"I love you, you pussy!" Luo Mosheng suddenly changed his face, and spit on his face like a mad dog biting someone: "Would you like to bite me?"

Li Wudi sweated wildly: "...I'm sorry..."

Luo Mo snorted and said, "I said that we are only in a working relationship with him! If others don't believe me, don't you believe me? If I really get along with someone with my personality, the whole world will know."

Li Wudi was speechless, he lifted up his collar and wiped his face, and then lifted up the hem of his clothes to wipe the dog's face, "With your personality, who would you love?"

Luo Mosheng folded the note in half, stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat, and said with lowered eyes, "Why not? I met one before I entered this circle. I chased him, stalked him, and loved him to death."

"Isn't she beautiful?" Li Wudi subconsciously determined that the person worthy of Luo Mosheng must be a rare beauty.

"That's right, he's super beautiful! And he loves me so much, he bought my first opportunity to act with all his fortune," Romo paused for a moment, and smiled indifferently, "He loves beautiful people so much, because I'm poor , all betrayed relatives, living in a dark basement with me..."

Li Wudi was stunned when he heard that, "What happened next?"

"Later, a shameless rival in love appeared, and he was snatched away by various means. How hard was life at that time, no matter how hard I tried, no one supported me... Love is something you must never Zhan, it will kill people..." Luo Mosheng thought about the past on his own, and halfway through the conversation, he found Li Wudi's expression of fear and fear, so he stopped quickly and knocked a shudder on his head: "What kind of expression do you have? ?”

Li Wudi patted his chest, as if he couldn't breathe, "Recently, when I think of someone, I feel bored here—no, it's itching... No, it should be fear..."

"Huh? You have someone you like," Luo Mo smiled and rolled his eyes, "Who is it?"

Li Wudi shook his head: "You don't know."

"What kind of girl?" Luo Mo asked.

"..." Li Wudi's face turned pale: "I told you not to tell others."

"it is good!"

"Absolutely not."

"absolute."

Li Wudi emphasized tearfully: "I'm just a good friend of you, you won't harm me, right?"

Luo Mosheng raised his hand and said solemnly: "I swear."

Li Wudi hesitated for a while, his lips moved weakly: "He seems to be a man."

Luo Mo was stunned: "What is it like?"

Li Wudi repeated: "He is a man!"

Luo Mo was stunned for another second, then covered his little heart, and backed away bluffing: "It can't be me?"

Li Wudi hugged his arm like a life-saving straw: "No, no!"

"It's no big deal to like men," Luo Mosheng breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his chin, puzzled: "It's strange that you have a better man than me beside you? Yi Shuxue? Rong? Your brother is grand?"

"It's said that you don't know each other!" Li Wudi frowned: "I heard you say those terrible things, and I'm even more scared! Don't be joking!"

"What are you afraid of? Love is wonderful. What's terrible is that someone destroys it. What's terrible is that you lose love. Good boy, show your manliness!" Luo Mosheng covered his face and kneaded it: " Go after him boldly! Love him fiercely! With me, you will lose nothing, whoever dares to destroy, I will shoot his whole family to death with a wine bottle!"

"Really?" Li Wudi's nose was sour, and he was so moved that he was about to cry.

"Of course!" Luo Mosheng gestured majesticly: "Whether you like men or women, even aliens, I will support you unconditionally! Yi Shuxue! The surname is Rong! Your sister! Those media people! Those you dare not scold, I will scold! I will stand in front of you, don’t be afraid of anyone! Go forward!”

Li Wudi's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, he was so excited that he clenched his fists like shouting slogans: "I will! I will!"

"Ugh~" The pup yawned out of boredom.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Tanghuang came home, and when he entered the door, he twisted Yangko: "Cousin, I'm back from a date~"

Li Wudi was busy feeding the dog, and curled his lips: "Mo Sheng called you, why didn't you answer?"

"I'm going to watch a movie with Nuonuo, and the phone is on silent." Li Tanghuang sat down beside him, digging through a ball of paper.

Li Wudi probed: "What is that?"

"There is a paper rose pinned to our mailbox..." Li Tanghuang tore the rose in half, revealing a piece of calligraphy and painting inside, "Yo, there are paintings...and English...Rotutu..."

Li Wudi shivered, put down the pup, grabbed the ball of paper, "Mine!"

"What's yours?" Li Tanghuang was puzzled.

"I'm Rotutu! My friend left it to me." Li Wudi tore down the rose, spread out the painting, elated and inexplicably wronged: How did the liar find this?I knew I wouldn't be going to his house today.

The studious baby Li Tanghuang asked: "Cousin, what does Rotutu mean?"

"French, it means handsome young man." Li Wudi showed a disdainful look of "you don't know this".

Li Tanghuang felt a little ashamed of his loneliness and ignorance, and said angrily: "Then I am also Rotutu."

Li Wudi suddenly became angry for no reason, pointed at his nose, and angrily scolded: "I am Rotutu! You are a fart!"