Are you a gravity user too?

After making the stew three times, Weitzman was banned from the kitchen by Chuya Nakahara.But seeing the child stepping on the bench and stirring the spatula unskillfully, Weitzman was particularly worried.

The final compromise solution is to buy half-cooked ingredients from convenience stores and heat them directly, which solves the problem of three meals for two people.

"Zhongye..."

Consciously carrying the plate and walking towards the kitchen, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked back suspiciously, waiting for Weitzman's next words, but saw the other party wave his hand again, "You go first, it's okay to talk about it later."

The house found by Feishiyuan really met the requirements, with a master bedroom and two second bedrooms, as well as a study room and a storage room. The furniture and decoration were also impeccable, but Weitzman felt that something was still missing.So he and Zhongyuanzhong also spent nearly a month to rest and reorganize the place, and purchased a lot of decorations to display them.

Looking at the two water glasses, one large and one small juxtaposed together, Weitzman felt that this house could be called home.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not as reserved as when we first met, and he has begun to get close to Weitzman.Sensible and obedient, he will take the initiative to do housework and never ask for anything.

Even Weitzman, who hadn't had much exposure to children, knew it was an anomaly.I remember that he made troubles a lot when he was a child, and it was Claudia who helped cover up.

To sum up, this is still an expression of insecurity, but it's good to let this kind of thing take its course.

Weizman motioned for Zhong Yuan Zhong who was wiping his hands to come over to him, and pushed the kraft paper bag beside him.

"Open it and see."

Seeing Weitzman's encouraging smile, Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand and opened the seal, took out a small piece of paper inside, opened his eyes in surprise after noticing the words on it, and scanned it several times carefully The name on the header is definitely my own.

"Kids your age are all in school, and it's good to go out and make friends, so I asked someone to sign up for you." Weitzman leaned over and slid his finger across the document, "It shouldn't be a problem to keep up with the progress with your ability. Problem, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go, just pretend that this file doesn't exist..."

It's just that the leader signed it, and the exact time has not been finalized. Whether this document will take effect depends entirely on Zhongyuan Zhongya's thoughts.

"Why do you do so much for me?"

The child who should act like a baby in the arms of his parents should bow his head. He has received too much kindness these days, and the guilt in his heart has doubled.

"But I have nothing to give you at all."

"It just so happens that I don't need anything." Weitzman hugged the kneeling boy comfortingly, patted the boy's thin back, and decided to increase his nutritional supplements tomorrow, "Just kidding, I Just want you to live like any other kid and grow up to be able to smile at the memories of this time."

"If you really want to repay something, just be a person who makes yourself proud." Weitzman also laughed at the end. This kind of broad condition sounded extremely perfunctory. The outstretched arms hugged her, and she didn't continue to speak.

Nakahara Chuya's ability to adapt is stronger than Weitzman imagined. Within a few days, he already had a playmate who went to school together, and there were more innocent and childish smiles on his face.

"Witzman!"

Zhong Yuan, who was joking with his companions, raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure, bid farewell to them immediately and ran over quickly.The slightly curly short hair is stuck to the ear, and the cheeks are a little flushed because of running, revealing a healthy and lively atmosphere.

After taking the vegetable basket from Weitzman, Zhong Yuanzhong also moved closer to his arms to sniff the paper bag, his round eyes narrowed in satisfaction: "It's fried chicken!"

Going upstairs with Zhongya Nakahara, Weitzman took out the key while listening to him talking about the school, nodding from time to time in response, and actually felt the importance of being accompanied by peers.

"Are those your friends just now, you can invite them to come to play at home next time."

"is it okay?"

Nakahara, who got Weitzman's consent, also cheered, and then rushed into the door to fumble for the light switch.After he stepped in, Weitzman walked to the table and put down the things in his arms.

"Witzman, let me tell you..."

Putting the schoolbag on the sofa, Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head to look at the man at the table excitedly, but saw something dark flying over and hitting Weizman directly.

The smile on Chuya's face froze for an instant, and he ran towards him and stretched out his hand, only to grab the corner of his clothes in vain.

"What's the matter? Who is it?"

Nakahara Chuya's hands couldn't stop shaking, he tried his best to hold Weitzman into his arms, and shouted Weitzman's name in a daze.

Warm tears dripped down his cheeks, bringing Weitzman back to his senses, and he straightened up quickly after seeing the current scene, "Don't cry, I'm fine."

Weizman was indeed hit by the sudden bullet, but Baiyin's unchanging force protected him from any harm, only staggering from the impact.

And the moment he was hit, he immediately locked the gravity of this area, and deduced the direction of the person's hiding from the trajectory of the bullet, so he didn't have time to explain the situation to Zhongyuan Zhongya.

After confirming that Weitzman's back was intact and the bullet that had turned into a small round pancake was found from the ground, Nakahara's dazed mind finally came to his senses.Sniffing while holding Weitzman's arm, he still couldn't recover from the scene just now.

He took a piece of bread from the table and handed it to Nakahara Chuya, and Weitzman pulled him out of the house and walked in the predicted direction.The culprit is eventually found in an unoccupied house, bound in place by invisible forces.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, let us invite the poor Mr. Killer~