Ex-boyfriends are gods

"He's a good friend of mine, and he prefers to cook." Al couldn't help explaining when he saw Lily's suspicious expression.

In the new life, Al wants to live a more casual life, and doesn't want to be secretive like the previous life.But he and Morrie are not lovers, so after Lily misunderstood, Al only explained a little bit.

Lily nodded reluctantly, agreeing.In fact, she was worried about her son and was not interested in Al's private life.

By this time, Morrie had almost organized the various foods he had bought.He didn't care, he leaned casually on the door frame of the kitchen wearing an apron, folded his hands on his chest, squinted his eyes and looked towards the living room, exuding a sense of laziness.

"Hey, what's for dinner?"

When he asked, the three people sitting and talking over there turned their heads involuntarily.Morrie's attention was almost only on Al alone, and seeing Al's helpless expression at this moment, it amused Morrie very well.

"How about Chinese food? I learned a few new dishes, I think you should like them." After speaking, Morrie entered the kitchen with inexplicable joy.

Al rubbed his eyebrows amusedly.

Recovering, Al looked at Graeme again, "Sir, can you show me Rosser's photo?"

"Of course." After Graeme agreed, Lily immediately took out a photo from her pocket.

Rosser in the photo is about eighteen or nine years old, with beautiful, almost gender-blurred features and brilliant blond hair, he looks like an angel.With an extremely beautiful appearance, no wonder it attracts some bad things.

"Does Roser have any good friends?"

Graeme glanced at his wife, seeming a bit embarrassed.

"Mr. Al, there are some things we don't want to publicize. It will damage our family reputation, and it's not good for Rosser."

Al understood a little bit, "Don't worry, I won't leak the privacy of my clients at will. Besides, you don't need to blame Mr. Doyle.

Because I was chatting with Mr. Doyle, he just casually told me about the characteristics of some mental illnesses such as 'body dysmorphic disorder'.Seriously, I wouldn't even know Rosser's full name if you didn't come.Other than that, he didn't say much to me. "

Graeme breathed a sigh of relief.

Lily shook her head and said painfully: "No, actually up to now, we don't want to hide your intentions, and we also believe in your morality, Mr. Al.

This incident is our fault. We are devout believers. We met and walked together in Beecher Gerrard's church. We also got married in the church under his witness.Therefore, we have always maintained a good relationship with Beecher Jedlar.

He came to our house frequently and read scriptures for us until Roser was ten years old.During this period, Roser would always get angry for no reason, refuse to communicate with others, and even try to run away from home.

We don't know that Beecher, the damned devil who should go to hell, is persecuting Rosser. We always think that Rosser has a weird temper and a problem with his character.

Until he was ten years old, my husband moved away from the original place because of a job change.It was inconvenient for Beecher to contact us, so he stopped walking.After that, Roser's temper got restrained, but he was still immersed in his own thoughts, hated to communicate with others, and couldn't bear anyone other than us to come to the house.

Huh... It's our fault. We ignored Roser, and even thought it was his own character problem, which is why Roser got hurt.We wanted to make it up, but now he's missing again, woohoo..."

Lily's crying made Graeme a little sad. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his wife's tears, comforted his wife, and then continued: "We have told you everything. In this case, Roser has almost nothing to do. friend."

Lily got up again, and then walked towards the bathroom.

After Lily left, Graeme let out a long sigh, and then slowly said: "Mr. Al, Lily and I are at a loss, we hope you can help us find Rosser as much as possible.

In addition, if you have any news, please contact me in the future, Lily can no longer bear any blows.Guilt, self-blame, pain... These have overwhelmed her, and the doctor said that she has suffered from depression. "

"Okay, sir, please rest assured."

Soon, Lily came back again.

Afterwards, Al asked them again if there was anything special about Roser recently.

The result was unsatisfactory. What the Grahams mentioned the most was that after Rosser's mental illness continued to improve, their family was extremely happy, and they didn't find anything wrong at all.

Until the day before Roser's 'going on a trip', Roser, who was back to normal, happily chatted with them about some pleasant topics about food and geographical scenery during dinner.

Graeme was so infected by his son's description that they even secretly decided to plan a family trip and surprise Rosser.

But the next day, Rosser left the house alone, leaving only a simple message.

On the first day, the Grahams were delighted.

Rosser began to accept the outside world, and tried to contact and understand it.But as time went by and there was no news from Roser, they realized something was wrong.

The conversation continued until Morrie came out of the kitchen, wiped his wet hands with a towel, and called, "Dinner is ready."

Upon hearing this, the Grahams immediately proposed to leave.

Al kept them for dinner, but they adamantly refused.Meanwhile, Graeme left Al two hundred pounds in money.If there are clues from Roser in the future, they will give an equal amount of money rewards according to the value of the clues.If Al can bring Rosser back, they are willing to pay a one-time payment of [-] pounds in return.

After sending off the Grahams and returning to the house, Al sighed.

"What's the matter, do you need help?" Morrie was packing the cups of the Grahams. He bent over, his slender and strong waist curved out in a sexy way.

"Actually, I can tell that they don't have any expectations that Rosser is still alive."

"Why do you say that?"

Al thought of the boy in the photo. The other person's facial features were extremely exquisite, but this exquisiteness did not give people a sense of fragile and false beauty or gaudy charm.Roser's perfect facial features, porcelain white skin and smooth and brilliant blond hair, made the other party look like a dreamy and beautiful angel.

The looks are just too good.

The real concern of the Grahams was that Roser, who was traveling alone for the first time, might be imprisoned maliciously.Roser, who had just recovered from his own mental illness, would definitely not be able to survive if he met him again.

In addition, he has been missing for too long, it has been half a month, which really made the Grahams lose confidence.Graeme is trying to come to terms with the loss of her son, but Lily is clearly on the verge of breaking down.

This time, for Graeme, it was more to comfort his wife and give her a false comfort.

Al took a few steps forward, went into the kitchen to help serve the dishes, and at the same time regretted: "You didn't see the photo, Rosser is really beautiful. I can't describe that kind of beauty, not to say that he gave me a kind of feminine beauty .It’s his beauty, which is a bit beyond gender, you know? This kind of appearance, in an environment like Wudu, if he doesn’t have enough self-protection ability, he is indeed prone to accidents.”

Morrie clicked his tongue, and suddenly approached Al, and said in a low and ambiguous voice, "I haven't seen it, but I don't want to see it either. Darling, you are the most beautiful in my eyes."

"...Go away." Al rolled his eyes.

The dinner was delicious as always. After eating, Al actually wanted to ask Morrie why he cooks Chinese food.As far as Wudu is concerned, finding a Westerner who can cook authentic Chinese food is harder than finding a three-legged toad.

Furthermore, Al seldom told anyone that he had a special preference for Chinese food.

But when the words came to his mouth, Al swallowed again.Because he could feel that if he asked, Morrie would definitely be flirting with him instead of answering him seriously.

After tidying up the dishes with Morrie, Al invited Morrie, who was dawdling again, to share the rent.

At night, everything returned to quiet.

Al came to the study room alone. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. There was no sense of peeping today.

It was silent outside, and Al didn't like the night very much.Because he doesn't know whether it's himself or the dice on his head, he always encounters various abnormal events.At night, events are more likely to breed.

But somehow, as Al begins to accept his fate and try to understand the truth of it, he gradually begins to accept the night.

I closed my eyes.

Al remembered that the entertainment industry was well developed in his previous life, among which crime TV series and movies also emerged in endlessly.He still remembers that there is always a pretentious sentence in this kind of film, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also looking at you.But now, Al began to understand this sentence slowly.

After reading the book for a while, feeling nothing wrong, and not expecting any danger from the dice spinning above his head, Al finally went to wash up and fell asleep.

Tick, tick, tick... The pendulum hanging on the wall ticks every second.

On the bed, Al bent over and turned sideways. He closed his eyes tightly, and his flaxen slightly curly hair seemed a little messy. He seemed to move restlessly, his hair slipped slightly, revealing his originally covered eyebrows and eyes, but he found that His brows are now knit together.Gradually, his breathing began to increase gradually.

"Huh..." Al opened his eyes suddenly, feeling his heart beating violently.

He subconsciously reached out to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, but he just took his hand out of the bed.The next moment, Al's body froze completely.

He was still lying on his side, with a hint of panic in his lake-blue beautiful eyes.

Al was stiff, even holding his breath subconsciously. He stared at the wall beside him, and then...he heard a gentle, familiar chuckle.

A hand slowly hugged his waist, the bed bounced, and Al felt a heat source slowly sticking to his back.

"Baby, long time no see, miss me?"

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