The life of a vegetative cup

The crow's mouth babbled and yelled endlessly, Zhao Niehu didn't get dizzy by him, but let him baptize Lao Tzu's ears thoroughly with the magic sound.

I grabbed the remote control on the table next to it and threw it at the crow's mouth.

It's fucking annoying.

Why are you screaming? You are not dead yet, and I don't need you to cry.

Hearing Cui Zhao's "Aww" again, he let go of Zhao Niehu and crouched down holding the head hit by the remote control with both hands. After waiting for a long time, he slowly raised his head, full of disbelief. Plus looking at me accusingly, with a trembling voice: "You hit me..."

Shit, what the hell is this? I don't hit you often enough?

You have a crow's mouth and you owe a lesson. What a bad thing you say will come true. I have suffered so much for this, and I have gone through so much bitterness. It's really...

Really...

Ahh...strange...something feels wrong...

Bring up memory, rewind...pause...replay...

……

Cui Zhao still hugged his head at this time, and continued to cry with me in a grievance: "I am as gentle as Yuqian, courteous, refined, elegant, ethereal, immaculate, Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong, Xiao Mingxi, what are you doing?" How can you be so violent, how can you throw things at others, how can you fight with me, how can you, how can you, how can you..."

Shake it!You bitch is not finished yet!Fake crying is also a fucking level for me!Dare to act like Lao Tzu Biao!Believe it or not, I will just change the soles of my shoes and throw you at you this time! !

and……

Did I really never slap this bitch before?

Ah Xi, is that fucking memory true? !

I stood up with my back that had been dropped, and stared at Cui Zhao with my teeth bared. Cui Jianzui guessed that he saw my hideous appearance, so my body shook a few times involuntarily, and hurriedly stood up and retreated. After a few steps, he kept raising his hands and said: "I won't say it! I won't say it! Don't get excited, don't get excited! Calm down, you have to calm down! Let's talk about what you have to say. After so many years of friendship, brother, I absolutely I won't send you to a mental hospital, we can afford a psychiatrist to watch at home, you have to believe me..."

"You...fuck...for...for me...get lost!"

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going to go, don't get excited!"

How the hell do you see that I'm excited?

I rolled my eyes, ignored Cui Zhao who had already hid aside, walked a few steps with the help of the table, took a breath, and looked up at Zhao Nieshu.

At this time, after my ruthless resistance to him and my love for him just now, Zhao Niexu was obviously in a lot of trouble. The calmness and stability that I usually see disappeared in the void environment. At this time Instead, it was like a mountain had collapsed, leaning on the sofa as if he was powerless, quietly opening his eyes, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

It wasn't until I struggled to move to his side that he slowly turned his eyes inch by inch and looked at me without saying a word.

"Zhao..." I couldn't stand because of the lack of strength in my legs, so I put one hand on the back of the sofa next to his neck and grinned, "...leader..."

Zhao Niehu moved his eyes to look at me.

Cough cough, don’t look at me like that, you bastard, this time I really didn’t mean to drag out the tone to satirize you, I haven’t spoken for more than a year, you have to give me some time to relax, now I can pronounce it, it’s God’s blessing Love it.

However, I smiled again, raised my other hand, and slapped the bus with a "huh".

"Snapped!"

Zhao Niexu was beaten so badly that he turned his head away, and he took a sharp breath of air when he heard Cui Jianzui's "hissing" in his ears. Without expression, he pinched his chin and slowly turned his face back.

Hehe, don't hide?

It's not that I haven't seen you, an evil animal, deal with Ji lunatics. With my current handicap's little ability, if I can hit you, I should really light up a cannon and throw a few buckets of flowers to celebrate, right?

Kneeling on one knee on the sofa between Zhao Nie's legs, I leaned close to Zhao Nie's animal, gently stroked the slightly swollen cheek of this guy's cheek with plaster, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sighed With a soft voice: "Does it hurt...?"

Zhao Niehu's lips were as pale as if he had lost blood, and with the blood at the corners of his mouth and his swollen cheeks, he added such a splash of color for no reason, which made me even more excited all of a sudden.

He was still looking at me quietly at this time, still not speaking.

Sorry for my ignorance, I can't understand the feelings hidden in those two glass beads in the eye sockets.

I pinched his neck with my left hand, exerted strength slowly, and rubbed my chin against his red and swollen cheeks. With a distressed tone, imitating the tone in memory, I murmured sadly: "Nie Beast...do you...are in pain..."

Zhao Niehu, who didn't respond to my pressure on the trachea, suddenly shook his body when he heard what I said, and immediately raised his hand and grabbed my arm tightly.

The strength is very large, very strong, very strong.

It's strange, this time I accidentally poked on one of his switches, okay, this burst of force almost crushed my bones.

Wipe, sure enough we are not in the same weight class.

I gritted my teeth to endure the pain, then slowly raised my body, looked at Zhao Nieshu, with the gentlest and clearest smile on my lips, and the strength on Zhao Nieshu's neck gradually increased.

Zhao Nieshu stared at me blankly on his red face due to lack of oxygen, and gradually became confused.

"Mingxi..."

I glanced at the beast and lifted it up, trembling with the hand that moved to my cheek, closed my eyes, and laughed.

"Jian Minxi... is dead."

The hand next to the face suddenly stopped, stiff.

"Naughty beast," I looked at him with a smile, "You...know...Jian Mingxi...is dead."

Holding his frozen palm and slowly pressing it against my heart, I felt his fingers start to tremble with my heartbeat: "That... bitch... died a long time ago... gone."

"It hurts...terribly, so... I really... don't... want my own life."

I continued to smile, trying to make my voice fluent bit by bit: "Now...this body...is...Lao Tzu's."

Seeing Zhao Juntong's stunned expression, I stood up, looked down at him, smiled slightly, and slapped him again.

"Look... Lao Tzu... Acting... Is it fun..."

The back of the hand slapped the other side of his face again.

"Teasing... Lao Tzu... Is it fun..."

Standing up, she kicked him hard in the stomach again.

"Insulting me...fuck...do you think...it's fun..."

Zhao Niehu let out a muffled snort, and fell down on the sofa. I kicked him on the side vigorously again.

"Who gave you... the guts... to play with me!"

Taking a step forward, he grabbed his hair and hit him hard in the face with the plaster cast on his right hand.

"You fucking... dare to play with... Lao Tzu!"

"Who gave you... courage!"

"Fuck you...damn it!"

When I raised my foot and was about to kick Zhao Niehu's chest again, my two arms were suddenly grabbed from behind, "Mingxi, don't be impulsive, calm down! I don't object if you want to vent your anger, but if you hit again, you will die." Already!"

I wipe!Where can I hit him with my small body!You bitch is too fucking flattering me to look down on this beast!

I kicked Zhao Nieshu, Cui Zhao hugged me firmly and pulled back: "Baby, save some effort! I feel sorry for being tired!"

After hearing this, I kicked two more times, and then let out a breath, and paralyzed Cui Zhao behind me.

I am indeed tired.

Seeing that I had calmed down, Cui Zhao was obviously relieved. He helped me to sit on the table, patted my back with one hand to give me comfort, and took the magazine on the side with the other to fan me: "Are you tired? Tired? Thirsty? Shall we have some water? Drink? Tea? Milk?"

I calmed down, pushed away Cui Zhao who kept talking nonsense, bent down and grabbed the collar of Zhao Nieshu, who was lying sideways on the sofa, coughing lightly, and tugged...but didn't get up.

"..." Glancing at my own hands that were beginning to tremble, my heart was filled with emotion, I tried my best to suppress the twitching expression on my buttocks, "It's been so many days...you...have watched dramas...enough? Hmm ?”

"I...what do you want...with your ability...guess...come out?" Although my wheezing and wheezing situation obviously does not meet the requirements in terms of momentum, I still want to frighten this evil animal verbally. , "Naughty beast... I... go upstairs... pack your clothes... wait... you better... take out... what I want..."

Huh, talking too much all at once made me feel a little suffocated.

After taking a few more breaths, I saw Zhao Niehu coughing to himself with his eyes closed and his swollen face, I became impatient: "Damn...you heard...no!"

Zhao Niehu was silent for a moment, and the next moment his body started to shake slowly.

I frowned and looked at him carefully, only to realize that the bastard was holding his face with his hands and smiling lowly.

At first, the voice was quite low, making it hard to listen carefully, but slowly, the dull laughter that pressed from the chest to the throat escaped a little bit, and the voice gradually became louder, but it was still a low, depressed laugh.

He coughed twice, continued to laugh, coughed again, and continued to laugh.

Keep laughing, keep laughing.

Such a man who was originally quiet and introverted, reliable and reassuring like a mountain, and always standing on the top of the world, now made a voice that made people listen to it, and his heart could be pulled.

I felt sorry for him for 0.01 second, and sighed a little for the impermanence of the world. God’s grandson really likes to tease people. Then I knocked on my sore legs, helped Cui Zhao, who had been watching quietly, stood up, and slowly Head up the stairs to the second floor.

It took a lot of effort to climb upstairs, leaning on the wall to find the bedroom where Zhao Nieshu and I lived, just opened the door and walked in, when a figure rushed in behind him, and closed the door with his backhand.

I turned my head and glanced at him, then dragged my exhausted body to the closet.

Cui Zhao was quiet for a while: "Ming Xi, you want to go? Do you want to follow me?"

Nonsense, I have been seen through, can I not leave?Besides, if I don't follow you, with you as a shield to block all attacks, can that damn beast let him go?

I opened the closet and stared blankly at the household clothes arranged in the closet.

Although they are all famous brands, if I take them away, will I be able to take them?

Or pick and choose again, take out all the best ones and take them away?

Or take them all away, anyway, Cui Zhao in the outer suburbs here can't come here without a car, and besides, Zhao Niehu can't wear my clothes, right? It's a pity to let him throw them away when I come back.

It's all money.

"You have lived with Zhao Jun for so long, and he has been taking care of you, so you can ignore him now?"

I was picking up two T-shirts from the closet. After hearing this, I turned my head to look at Cui Zhao, and sneered: "What?...You...you still want...I will repay you...by myself?"

"No, no, no, I'm afraid you won't be able to let go." Cui Zhao shook his head violently, "Strictly speaking, I hope you never met him."

After he finished speaking, he came to me with a smile, grabbed his arm and pushed his non-existent sleeve, "Which one do you want to pack, let me help you?"

I ignored him, and the cheap talk started to whisper in my ear again: "Why don't you talk anymore? When we meet again after a long absence, count how many words you said to me in total? You ignore me and me It’s so sad, do you know it? This hurts my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, Mingxi? Xixi? Xiaoxi? Axi? Xi’er? Xi’er?”

Throwing the clothes to the ground, I looked at him and sneered, "I'm not Jian Mingxi!"

Now my mind is full of a bunch of things, it's swelling and it hurts.

But it allows me to know a fact, a fact that can drive me crazy.

But so what?I also recognized a fact!

——Even if Lao Tzu and Jian Minxi have the same memory, same growth, same experience, and same experience, Lao Tzu is not him!

I can endure the torture he can't bear, and the grievance he can bear will explode if I can't hold it back.

He doesn't love money, I love money!He doesn't like power, I like it!

He is good at letting others torment me, but I am not so magnanimous!

He wants to kill Lao Tzu, but he can do anything to live!

Anyone who offends me will fucking wait for my revenge ten times and a hundred times!

Don't even think about being comfortable with one of them!

Cui Zhao looked at my cold gaze and paused for a while, before laughing again: "Of course not, he's not as good as you..." Cui Zhao thought for a while, frowned, and seemed to want to Trying to dig out a word from my mind, "... irritable."

"..." Why do I feel that there is still dissatisfaction with the word in his tone, as if the description is not enough.

"What's your name?"

"……"what name?Ha, that's funny to think about, I've never been suspicious of that in all this time.

I don't know my name. If Cui Zhao hadn't appeared, I would never even have the concept to mention my name in my mind.

I never had a name.

Never have.

Cui Zhao put away his unscrupulous smile, looked at me quietly for a while, and suddenly stepped forward with a big stride and stretched out his arms to hug me.

"You're still alive," Cui Zhao hugged me tightly, paused, then laughed softly, with a bit of crying sound, "It's great, you're still alive."

I stayed quietly in his arms, looking at the bright sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows: "I...not... Jian Mingxi."

"..."

"I'm not... Jian Mingxi."

Cui Zhao laughed heartily: "But you remember me." He exerted more strength to strangle me in his arms who was stiff, "You are my friend of Cui Zhao."

I closed my eyes, wondering if the strength of this bitch was too strong, I was imprisoned in his warm embrace, feeling suffocated in my heart.

She hugged him back tightly with both hands, and her fingers grabbed the clothes on his back desperately.

"I'm not Jian Mingxi." There was obviously no sadness, no pain, no emotion that could make me hurt or astringent, but at this moment, bloody tears flowed from this pair of unsatisfactory moves , "I'm not Jian Mingxi."

"Well, you're not."

"I'm not Jian Mingxi."

"You are not Jian Mingxi." Cui Zhao patted my back, smiled and sighed softly, "You are my friend."

"You are my best friend Cui Zhao in this life."

wipe!You fucking bitch!

Make my eyes water continuously!

Sooner or later, I will fix your cheap mouth properly!