[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

my ears.I didn't know what to say, so I could only listen in a daze.

"I don't want to hear anything from you, anything about me. Please don't say promises or rebuttals, because I don't want to entangle these words anymore." Wu Xie smiled, reluctantly.I frowned, and wanted to tell him not to laugh anymore, but I lost my voice for a short time, and there was no sound in my throat. "Anyway, I'm skipping work now, and I don't think the fat man will give me any good looks when I go back. Besides, I'm not wearing a coat. It's snowing again. Can you take me in?"

I looked at him, and my face, which was originally fair, was flushed red from the cold.She nodded and took off her coat for him. If she didn't put it on again, she might catch a cold.Winter in England is not to be underestimated, "Put on."

"Eh? Ah... Brother, aren't you cold?"

"fine."

Wu Xie stuffed the coat back into my hand. Although his expression was sullen, he could see that he wasn't really angry, "Don't be like this. The friend I'm talking about isn't your body as collateral, understand? I have a cold. Let's hurry up."

The Fifteenth.

---------Wu Xie

There are not many people on the subway at midnight, and there is no sense of crowding between people shoulder to shoulder during the day at all.I looked up at the flickering scenery outside the car window, and the tension in my heart rose to a higher level.

Actually...I have a very...fearful feeling about taking the subway...

I put my head down and pull out the lock screen on my phone - it's my way of distracting myself, otherwise I'd go crazy.Poker Bottle sat beside him without saying a word, and there was no one else in the car except for a dozing drunk sitting by the door.

The subway at midnight is really not an ordinary depression...

Complainingly, he secretly rolled his eyes at Menyouping. If he hadn't strongly demanded to take the subway, I wouldn't have been so anxious, sitting on the padded seat felt like I was sitting on pins and needles.In fact, I also understand the meaning of Boyouping. It is snowing and the north wind is like a dagger. If a person like me who only wears a shirt is walking against the wind outside, he will definitely get sick when he gets home.

but……

The fear in my heart scares me more than the physical injury!

My eyes inadvertently glanced at the time on the lit screen, I glanced at the sleeping Poker Bottle beside me who closed my eyes and pursed my lips.

At 58:[-], judging by the current situation, it is impossible to prepare any surprise...

Forget it, what romance do two big men want?

I took a deep breath, glanced uneasily at the flickering lights on the roof, and folded my hands together to my lips.

This atmosphere really looks like a thriller. I don't know if a group of zombies will rush in from the car door when I arrive at the station...

I was thinking wildly and wildly in my mind, and the phone suddenly vibrated in my hand. I was so frightened that the strength in my hand loosened unconsciously.

Before I recovered from the scaring of myself just now, Pokerfoil patted me on the shoulder and handed me the mobile phone that I dropped on the ground. Maybe it was too much noise, and I even sat by the car door to take a nap. All the drunks raised their heads and glanced at me, then changed their positions and continued to sleep.

"Ah, thank you...thank you brother..." I took the phone and put it in my pocket, and the zero o'clock was clearly displayed on the screen, which was the zero o'clock alarm clock set before.Sure enough, it was impossible to go home before midnight.

"What's wrong with you?" Poker bottle frowned slightly, turned his head to stare at me, and put on a look of "I'll keep looking at you if you don't say anything", which made me dumbfounded.In fact, sometimes this stuffy oil bottle is no less curious than me.

"Huh? Brother, why do you say that?"

"Your face."

"very ugly?"

"Ah."

"It's your fault, brother." I blinked, and sure enough, I saw a little puzzled look on Poker Fing's face, "If you didn't insist on making the subway, I wouldn't have such an ugly face."

"You're scared?"

Suddenly a little embarrassed, I am a man, I am really afraid of taking the subway...

"Yeah, everyone has things to be afraid of, it's human nature. Brother, don't you have anything to be afraid of?"

Poker-Face lowered his eyes, and I followed his line of sight, only to see a napkin that fell on the ground in front of him, trembling slightly as the subway moved, "I don't know."

"what?"

"I don't know, is there anything I'm afraid of." Poker bottle looked at me sideways, his eyes always gave off a lazy half-closed feeling, as if they had never been fully opened.I smiled, spread my hands and shrugged, "That's nothing to be afraid of~ Brother, you are a real man!"

Poker-Face didn't answer my words anymore, turned his eyes away and fell into silence, I stuck out my tongue, rubbed my cheeks, raised a smile that I thought was natural and bright, and reached out to hook his shoulders, "Hey, Zhang Qiling, happy birthday !"

I was nervous when I said "Happy Birthday".

It is undeniable that in fact, I have never felt that I am very familiar with that boring oil bottle. He has always been a feeling that everyone is not close to him. Whether it is a black blind man or a fat man, I don’t know how I am. Will the abrupt blessing cause any bad consequences?After all, withdrawn people are always a little bit weird, and you can't figure out their thoughts at all.

I am a little embarrassed to look away from Poker Bottle's side face, "Actually, I wanted to give you a surprise at Blue Margarita, but who knows..."

"Wu Xie?"

"What?" I was looking down at the creases on my jeans, but when I heard Poker Face calling my name in a somewhat doubtful tone, I raised my head to look at him.Probably because I hugged him too close, I didn't expect that when I raised my head, I bumped into his forehead. I covered my forehead and turned Poker Fing's body, and pushed away his bangs that almost covered his eyes, "You Are you okay?"

"It's fine."

"It's good that I'm fine, I'm worried that I'll hit you." I smiled, let go of the hand covering my forehead and took a deep breath.It really hurts...

"Wu Xie."

I looked at Poker Bottle suspiciously, does this guy think my name is funny or something?Calling so hard tonight? "What's the matter, brother?"

"Thank you."

I opened my eyes wide, unable to react.

Never expected to get a "thank you" from this person; never thought he would say "thank you"; never thought that...

I retracted my shock, chuckled and lowered my head.I have never seen through this guy Pokerfinger, every reaction of his is completely unexpected, maybe sometimes these reactions are hurtful, and sometimes they are very comforting, but And only in this way, he is the stuffed oil bottle I know, and he is in line with what I have known about him in the past month.

"Brother, I'm rusty."

"Brother, between friends, there is no need for 'thank you'."

---------Zhang Qi Ling

There was more and more snow falling from the sky, and the chill in the air began to increase. I glanced at Wu Xie who was holding his arms, and pulled him towards the nearest subway station.

Although taking the subway would take a detour, it was still better than him getting sick.

But Wu Xie seems to be very repulsed by taking the subway.

There were not many people on the last train at midnight, and there were only three people in the whole car.Wu Xie looked sideways at the scene flashing by outside the window, her face was ugly, pale and sickly, and she was very nervous.

I close my eyes.

It's just taking the subway, why are you so nervous?

In my ear is the subtle sound of the machine running when the subway is running. Although it is noisy, it is much better than the noisy crowd in the busy city.

The quiet atmosphere made people feel unspeakably comfortable. I closed my eyes. Although I didn't fall asleep, my thoughts were still empty.

Until Wu Xie's cell phone fell to the ground, the sound woke me up.

I picked up his cell phone, and the flickering screen was showing the current time, it was already midnight, and the time of the day passed so quickly.

Wu Xie stared blankly at the mobile phone I handed him, and smiled with an ugly face, "Ah, thank you...thank you brother...".

I shook my head, his face was worrying, "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh? Brother, why do you say that?"

"Your face."

"very ugly?"

"Ah."

Wu Xie's complexion recovered a bit, but he was still a little pale. He blinked his eyes, and the corners of his lips looked like he had succeeded in a prank. It’s not that his face is so ugly.”

Wu Xie is afraid of taking the subway?I was a little amused, "Are you afraid?" He lowered his head, puffed his cheeks slightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, everyone has things to be afraid of, it's human nature. Brother, you are not afraid thing?"

I looked down at the napkin trembling in front of my feet from the vibration of the subway.

Maybe there is something to be afraid of, or maybe not... "I don't know."

"what?"

"I don't know if there's anything I'm afraid of."

"That's something to be fearless~ Brother, you are a real man!"

real man?A man without fear is a real man?What a ridiculous fallacy, without even the emotion of fear, it cannot be regarded as a "person", because he is not a complete existence...

His shoulders were suddenly embraced, Wu Xie smiled brightly, his brows and eyes were slightly bent, and the light was imprinted in his eyes, reflecting tiny dots of light, "Hey, Zhang Qiling, happy birthday!"

I froze.

happy Birthday