On the daily life of nemesis

Finally, at last, he finally walked to the small road in front of the villa, and the distance from the villa was only three or three steps away. He had already seen the imposing figure in the building, but everything was unpredictable, but he had to meet with Xi Fang. He took a step, but unexpectedly, the people around him couldn't react for a while due to the excessive movement. He seemed to be standing in the distance as if he was thinking about something.

I didn't react for a while, so I fell back uncontrollably due to the powerful inertia. I thought I could sit straight on the ground, but at most, my back was frustrated again, and I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet to survive. He must not make people laugh at him, especially this brat who is a few years younger than him!

Perhaps before he and Xi met the director of the Xiangda University, he still believed in the word "tacit understanding". On the operating table, he always cooperated very well with his assistants, and they had a tacit understanding. Eyes, a movement, the other party can easily understand the deep meaning of it, but after meeting the curator of Xiangda University, he found that he suddenly didn't believe in the word tacit understanding so much. Where did the tacit understanding come from?How can there be a tacit understanding?Not to mention the unlucky one after another since meeting him, just say that the actions and eye contact between the two seem to be not on the same level, right?The two of them are not on the same channel at all, okay?

Sure enough, just as he had expected, the curator Xiangda was under his gaze and his thoughts were disturbed. Just after he and Xi took a step forward, they could only hear the people behind shouting suddenly. After uttering a cry, he and Xi suddenly turned around, grabbed the man who was about to fall to the ground with one hand, and saw him looking at him in surprise, with a complicated and strange flash of light in those dark eyes. The radiant light is overflowing, but for some reason, I always feel that there is always a little more disgust in the eyes he looks at me?

Xiang Zhulian also complained endlessly, he was just helping him to walk, at most he just wanted to relax, not because of any reason, but because he hadn't been in this quiet and silent forest for too long. Shady path, enjoying the bath of the warm sun, smelling the fragrance of leaves in his nose, listening to the breath of the wind in his ears, everything is so real and unobtainable, perhaps in his life, the only one who can What I want is not too much, just be so quiet, don't think about anything, don't worry about anything, maybe it's the injustice of God, even this little thing doesn't allow him to fantasize, and he can't Let him continue his "walking time" smoothly, but he just did a good job for a while, and the person beside him was already one step ahead of him, reacted first, and wanted to take a step ahead, but he was really With a well-developed brain and sharp nerves, it's incomparable, incomparable, it's okay for him to be a step ahead, but why is he also involved?

It was inconvenient to move slowly because of the back injury, and it was inconvenient for a while, and the brain was empty for a while, which can also be called fugue. In just a few seconds, I was under his gaze, about to About to fall to the ground, Xiang Zhulian suddenly looked up at the sky sadly, there seemed to be a pool of spring water in the depths of those dark eyes, maybe it could be called teary eyes, he just wanted to come out to buy some The ingredients, it just happened to be on that quiet path, and it just happened to be unlucky to meet that person who didn't want to see, and happened to be rescued by him!It's just that if you are lucky, you will have misfortune. Lucky and bad luck are often directly proportional. Xiang Zhu simply closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, as if he had predicted his final outcome and gave himself a shot. Rest assured, can he still speak with his image at this moment?Does this "image" still exist?

Just when Xiang Zhulian was ready to fall to the ground, he was suddenly wrapped around his waist by a pair of soft and strong arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the man in front of him with a face full of Looking at himself helplessly, because the distance between the two of them is only a shoulder gap, he can clearly see the cold sweat that is slowly oozing from his forehead. Beads of sweat flowed slowly down the forehead to the temples, wet the hair beside the temples.

"I'm talking about curator Xiangda, do you have any deep hatred with me? I really owe you, ouch, get up, I'll hand...hand...hand!" But He Xi said with a painful expression on his face, A pair of beautiful eyebrows were subconsciously wrinkled tightly together, forming a Sichuan shape, as if he was using his look and that painful facial expression to express his pain and helplessness at the moment.

Xiang Zhuyou almost didn't react, and subconsciously pulled away from those soft arms, he just looked at him with a worried face, it seemed that due to some embarrassment, his facial expression was inadvertently a little bit Stiff, but the director who has always been careful didn't notice the changes in the facial expressions of the person in front of him. He didn't have the time to care about capturing these things. He doesn't want to hear or look at anything now, he just wants to see something. I don't hear anything outside the window, and I just hope to get away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

However, he and Xuan sighed suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw that the white shirt the other party was wearing was also soaked with scarlet blood, but the person in front of him was not He didn't notice, he just stared at himself worriedly, and for some reason, just this small look was enough to calm the little sparks that were gathering in his heart, like that cool spring flowing down the river. The throat flows straight into the chest cavity, and then along the chest cavity, it infiltrates both atriums, which are full but can't hold anything. Whether it is pain or helplessness at this moment, after seeing his expression And disappeared without a trace, inadvertently, there is always an inexplicable feeling that is affecting his emotions.

Seeing his strange expression, Xiang Zhulian suddenly covered his chest subconsciously, and took a few steps back. This cowardly look reminded him of the plot of a bully bullying a decent woman, no, it should be It's a woman, really, he's neither a mountain bandit nor a tyrannical bully, why does he look like this?It really is......

"Oh my god, I said Director Xiangda, you don't have to be afraid of me, I can't eat you either, tell me what are you hiding from?" But he and Xihu held their stomachs and laughed, those long and narrow eyes had long been Narrowed into a slit, and couldn't see any light, looking at his appearance really proved how funny and shameful Xiang Zhun is at the moment!

##### Hahaha, to be honest, I wrote this chapter with a smile. 23333