Epigenetic

Zhu Weixing was not interested in dealing with them, and just wanted to go home, regardless of those sights, he raised his legs and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, he listened to loud sarcasm.

"Someone fell down from the fifth floor and survived without death or injury. The saying 'the disaster will last for a thousand years' really makes sense." It was a strong boy with dark skin and bulging muscles who spoke, his tone full of disgust and some kind of regret.

Lan Mao was annoyed, and pushed his bowl: "You are eating, why are you mentioning those unappetizing personnel matters? What if the flies are attracted and cannot be driven away?"

"He dares! I won't lift the head of this little fly!" The sturdy boy was arrogant, and when Zhu Weixing looked over, he immediately stared, showing a cannibal look on his face, "Where do you put the star eyeballs? If you don't want your grandpa, I can do it." I picked it up and donated it for you."

This is deliberately finding fault, I wish MSI understands, but I don’t know whether these people are nature, love to make trouble or I have a problem with them before?

Unintentionally entangled, Zhu Weixing chooses to avoid and turn around, but the other party is chasing after him.

"In the past, you didn't come back and pretended to disappear, but now you come back and pretend to be sick, pretend to be dead, and pretend to be innocent? That's fine! We hope you can keep pretending, and stop doing one thing on the surface and one thing behind the other, and use those low tricks to disgust people." He was as imposing as Jiang Wing is not comparable, but it is enough to deter an ordinary good citizen, and passers-by on both sides have detoured after seeing it.

As soon as this was said, several people at the table agreed with their eyes, and even the girls around Jiang Yi cast contemptuous glances, as if they were looking at a cockroach or mouse.

Except for Jiang Yi, he is still addicted to the game like a normal person, and doesn't care about the noise outside.

Zhu Weixing finally paused: "What do you mean?"

"Can't understand people's words? It means that you are shameless, sissy, sugar daddy, and no one cares about men outside, but don't dirty those dirty thoughts on the people around you in the alley. They stick to you like brown sugar, dirty downright!"

The burly boy thought that Zhu Weixing's indifferent face at the moment was a habitual hypocrisy, and he was furious, and wanted to expose his pose and yell at him, but he seemed to be concerned about the face of the person concerned, so he only glanced to the side and hurriedly stopped talking.

"If you dare to mess with your brain again, the underworld will not accept you, and I will personally stuff you into the gate of hell."

Zhu Weixing was very dumbfounded by the scolding, and his brows were furrowed for a long time without moving.

"Alai."

There are two other people sitting at the same table with the blue-haired and burly boy, who have been silent and did not participate in the above conversation.One was a little older, with a look on his face, and the other was tall and thin, wearing glasses, with a slight disapproval on his face.

At this moment, the man with glasses called out to stop the strong boy who was cursing.

He said, "Alai, don't talk about it, his complexion is not very good."

Turning to the pale-skinned Zhu Weixing, he asked, "Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

A few of them sat under the awning to eat breakfast, but Zhu Weixing stood in the bright sun, the sun was shining brightly, his eyes were dizzy and his breathing was short of breath, his body was still weak after all.

"Tsk, Jiang Yi is like this every time I see him. He's an old actor, why do you still trust him?" Lai Yang, who is a strong boy, scoffed at Zhu Weixing's state, "If I didn't hear that he fell downstairs Seriously injured, how could I just use my words to warn me today? If some people don't give him a little bit of strength, he won't learn well..."

At this time, Jiang Yi, who had finished playing a game, suddenly stood up.

Putting the phone in his pocket, without looking at Zhu Weixing, he just asked Lan Mao impatiently: "Have you finished eating? Let's go, it's too hot."

Lan Maoguan Xiaoliang put down his chopsticks: "Where are you going? Go home?"

Jiang Yi touched his half-naked scalp: "Go to the Internet cafe."

Lan Mao glanced at the neglected girl, exchanged glances with the people around him, got up and followed behind Jiang Yi.The nagging Lai Yang also immediately shut up, and instantly forgot the target of the fire just now, and walked away together.

Zhu Weixing still stood in place, as if in a daze.Just as Jiang Yi brushed past him, his legs suddenly gave way and he fell straight down.

The moment he fell to the ground, he seemed to be firmly caught by a pair of strong arms.

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May MSI dream again.

This time the dream is no longer abstract, it is very realistic, realistic and lengthy, but also rich and bizarre.

He dreamed that he was walking on the long street in Lingjiali, and there were a few familiar aunts and aunts chatting and picking vegetables along the street.The noisy tune passed over the small mahjong parlor in the second building behind, chattering and crackling, more lively than firing cannons.

A simple carport was built in the small fork in front of the four buildings.A bald old man took a small bench and sat at the door, reading the newspaper word by word. At a glance, it was a full-page sports lottery.

There were so many people chatting with each other, but no one looked at Zhu Weixing, as if he didn't exist.

The sun was very hot, Zhu Weixing looked down at his feet, but there were no shadows.

When you come to the seventh building, I wish MSI walk up the steps.The stairwell was dark and unchanged, but he didn't trip over the carton sundries and went up to the fourth floor smoothly.First, I saw the old lady with her hair in a bun sitting at the other end of the corridor.Instead of peeling edamame, I picked bean sprouts in a bamboo basket, and there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl beside me.Not knowing what wronged her, the girl leaned there with red eyes, and when the old lady squinted, she immediately wiped her tears with her sleeve, full of forbearance.

Passing them, the door of the house is in front of you, but Zhu Weixing didn't go in, looking at the six buildings opposite, he continued to walk without hesitation.

A dream is a dream after all, Zhu Weixing climbed out of the balcony, volleyed from the seventh building to the sixth building, and entered the 407 through the wall.Without looking at the layout of the house, he went straight to the small bedroom.After successfully entering the room, Zhu Weixing finally stopped.

The room was not empty, but there was someone in the room, and that person was lying on the small bed, staring blankly with his eyes open, looking like a corpse.

Zhu Weixing couldn't control her legs, but she still complained about her behavior in her dreams, complained about running around, complained about running around, and ended up picking such a family that didn't welcome her, which was inexplicable.

No one moved on the bed, only staring at the ceiling.Zhu Weixing didn't move, just stared at him.The two were in a vertical and horizontal posture without interlacing, drawing a suffocating cross in the room.

I don't know how long it took, the sun gradually fell, the night opened, the world in the dream became dim, and Zhu Weixing's vision became distorted.He couldn't see anything in the room, and he couldn't see the person in the room.

Zhu Weixing began to panic. In the spreading black night, it seemed that an unknown ghost approached and dragged him. He couldn't help but backed up, as if he wanted to escape, but his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move an inch.

Zhu Weixing could only look at the person on the bed, wanting to ask for help.However, the opponent's posture did not change, and he didn't feel anything.Seeing the black mist spread over the insteps, Zhu Weixing struggled like a crab in a pot, but the effect was faint.

Finally, Jiang Yi's eyeballs on the bed moved and turned towards him.Different from everyone in the antelope ignoring all the way, Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Zhu Weixing.The eyes are like some kind of beast under the night vision lens, the pupils glow with dark green cold light, bright and focused, so focused that Zhu Weixing is a little scared.

In a trance, Zhu Weixing saw him smile, the arc was very shallow, but it was strange and ambiguous...

At the same time, a huge force struck, like a piece of waste paper, Zhu Weixing was directly withdrawn from the sixth building 407 to the seventh building 401!

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With a gasp, Zhu Weixing suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

It was a dream, an absurd dream.

Clutching his forehead, Zhu Weixing's temples were swollen, and he was drowsy for a few seconds before his mind slowly cleared up. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have fainted in Yuzhou Street before.

Looking around, this is home, he was lying on his brother's bed in the lower bunk, the room was dim, only a small lamp was turned on in front of the desk.

A figure who was originally lying on the table was keenly aware of Zhu Weixing's movement, got up and ran over.

When Zhu Weixing raised his eyes, he met a big face that was close to him, with round cheeks and plump cheeks, thick head and thick brain.

"Wow, Brother MSI is awake!!"

The other party's voice was so loud that Zhu Weixing almost stared at him again.After thinking about it for a while, he remembered who the child in front of him was, the primary school student who waved with him on the balcony in the morning, Aunt Jiao's grandson, named Longlong.

"Why... are you at my house?" After not drinking water for a long time, Zhu Weixing's throat was dry and his voice was also hoarse.

"I want to watch you." Longlong looked like an adult, "How can I do without watching you."

"Where's my grandma?" Zhu Weixing sat up.

"My grandma came home to cook and said that you would call her when you woke up.

Zhu Weixing shook his head: "It's 'my grandma', Zhu Grandma, where did she go?" Zhu Weixing saw that the lights outside were not turned on, it didn't look like grandma was at home.

"Oh, your grandma," Longlong turned around to understand, "My grandma said that your grandma has gone to the bank, and only after going to the bank can I take you to see a doctor."

Zhu Weixing frowned and wanted to get out of bed, but was pressed back by Longlong's fierce tiger, and Zhu Weixing, who was so thinly pressed, almost vomited blood.

"You can't get up!" Longlong yelled in his ear.

"Ahem," Zhu Weixing felt the world spinning, resisting the sweet itch in his throat, he reached out and patted the child's back to calm him down, "Okay, I won't get up, you get up first..."

Longlong looked at him suspiciously, and got up straight after getting Zhu Weixing's reassurance, but he still rested on the side of the bed uneasy, as if waiting for Zhu Weixing to capture him at the first move.

Zhu Weixing was very sensible and did not move any more, and reasoned with him: "I am not sick, I just passed out due to heatstroke due to the heat, and I don't need to be sent to the hospital. I am worried that my grandma is outside alone, and I want to go to her return."

Longlong received the message, and immediately rushed out like a small train.

“Grandma——grandma————————————— MSI brother ————— woke up ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————The hospital is that he wants to go out to find I wish—————grandma——————”

Across two doors and two rooms, Zhu Weixing heard Longlong and his grandma "communicating" loudly. It seems that people here have the habit of "contacting by shouting", which saves phone bills.

"Ah, I'm awake, I can't get up, let him lie down again, I wish grandma, I will find her, I know where she is, and we will decide whether to go to the hospital after she comes back. You first look at brother MSI, grandma Come here later, give brother a drink of water, and I'll put it in the kitchen when I'm done..." Aunt Jiao ordered downstairs.

"OK--------!!!!"

One minute later, the little train came back, and as expected, he obediently held a glass of water in his hand. Although there was only the bottom of the glass left, it was better than nothing.

"Thank you," Zhu Weixing took it and raised the corner of his mouth.

Longlong stared at him blankly: "Brother, you look good when you smile, you are so handsome, so handsome."

This kid praised him, Zhu Weixing knows that there is obviously a gap between his current temperament and handsomeness.But mentioning this word, I wish MSI remembered something.

"Do you know who sent me back?" MSI asked Longlong.

Longlong really knew that when talking about this, the kid with the loudspeaker stopped talking, and stuck to Zhu Weixing's ear like a thief: "My grandma said, it's a little bandit."