[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

Grandpa got dumped? "

"No," I shook my head, lowering my eyes slightly, "he won't."

"Where does the confidence come from..."

I frowned, hung up the phone and simply turned off the mute, took out the toiletries and walked to the bathroom.

While throwing away the name Kylin, he also threw away the entanglements in London. The next direction is up to Wu Xie to decide.

The Sixty-first.

---------Wu Xie

When people are doing nothing, the flow of time is usually slow and fast, while thinking about what to do to pass the time, while dawdling and spending each day.

I looked at the Poker Bottle who appeared at the door with a suitcase and raised my eyebrows for a while, and I was speechless for a while. Kylin's termination of the contract has been on the headlines for a long time. Standing in front of me with my luggage, I don’t know how much information can be transferred to the newspaper reporter now?

A week is really a time that can be said to be long or short.

Since I said those things to Huo Ling, I haven't seen that person again, and it seems that I have no intention of continuing to entangle, so my saliva is not wasted.

I reached out to take Poker's suitcase, ignored the eyes of my mother and father, and walked into the guest room first, followed by Poker.

This guy has always been easy to move, and he doesn't take anything he can't take when he goes out, and the weight of his luggage is not particularly heavy.Putting the suitcase casually beside the bed, I turned around, closed the door of the guest room, and leaned against the door to watch Poker Bottle raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Brother, welcome back."

After Huo Ling's matter was resolved, I didn't take the initiative to contact Poker Ping, and he never sent any news. Except for the termination of the contract by Man Tianfei and the questioning from my father, I don't know anything about Poker Ping. Not even knowing he's coming back, and the feeling of being unprepared is very bad.

I don't like it very much.

Poker bottle pursed his lips lightly and did not speak, but walked towards me suddenly, stretching out his hand to circle me.

I froze for a moment, pushed away Poker Ping and frowned, "Zhang Qiling, you really don't plan to say anything to me?"

The feeling of being hugged by a same-sex guy who is about the same height is not a good feeling. After all, it is not warm and soft, but because it is a stuffy oil bottle, I don't have too much resistance, but now I don't want this guy who cherishes words like gold at all. Make this move.

Want to change the subject?Or is it preconceived?

Poker bottle looked at me, the distance between the two was filled with air, it didn't seem empty.

"sorry."

I was a little surprised when I heard the words that came into my ears through the vibration of the air. I thought it would be golden for Poker to keep silent, but I didn't expect to get such three words.

Three words without ups and downs.

"Pfft," I narrowed my eyes, turned around with my mouth covered, coughed twice to hide my smile, and met Pokerfase's dark black eyes with a little doubt. "I feel that my brother's answer and my question are a bit inconsistent..."

Poker-Face raised his eyebrows slightly, ignored me, turned around and took the suitcase and began to organize his things, as if what he said before was not what he said.

I put away my smile and looked at Poker Bottle and closed my eyes.

I am very clear about the meaning of Poker Bottle's sorry. In fact, there is no need for an apology. This somewhat irrational decision really helped me a lot.

I opened my eyes, and saw Poker Ping looking at me with fixed eyes.

"Brother, let's... confess to my parents today, shall I?" I pursed my lips, and shifted my gaze to the seams of the floor. People suck it in.

A pair of familiar slippers suddenly appeared in my lowered eyes. I raised my head, and there seemed to be some slight changes in Pokerface's Wannian Pokerface, which could be called a "surprised" expression.

I raised my eyebrows, and I was a little amused by the reaction of Poker Bottle, "Brother, what is your reaction, you don't want to?"

"No," Poker-Face blinked, and the subtle emotional changes quickly disappeared, "I was a little surprised."

This guy……

"Do you think I'm going to keep this secret forever?" I smiled and walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the obsidian eyes of the oil bottle that seemed to absorb light, and said in a low voice, "Those who have been sneaking will always attract There are a lot of troubles, I am lazy and afraid of troubles, so it is better to confess as soon as possible, let alone die early and be reborn early, it is good for everyone to make it clear as soon as possible, so as not to become a nightmare in the future."

Poker bottle pursed his lips noncommittally, walked over and sat beside me, "Well, it's just today."

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

Compared with Chinese airports, the passenger flow of Berne Airport is much less, especially during non-holidays.

It's not uncommon for a plane to not be full, so I looked up at the vacant seat next to me and closed my eyes.

The airflow during the plane’s takeoff oppressed the eardrums and caused a dull pain, and the momentary weightlessness of the body was uncomfortable, but after getting used to it, it was no longer such an uncomfortable thing.

It's just a matter of habit.

I opened my eyes and looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window. The abrupt feeling of being suddenly broken by the habit is not so easy to erase. The things I wrote in Bern are still stored in the computer, but I don’t know how to deal with them.

There was a moment of bewilderment.

But since I am the one who makes the decision, all responsibility must be borne by me.

It's not regret, it's just that I was at a loss because of the sudden change of track.

Very cowardly and helpless.

Because I didn’t find time to return to China due to the termination of the contract, I was stranded in Bern for a week. When I booked the flight ticket, I habitually chose London as my destination. However, I suddenly realized that my current affiliation does not belong to the person who was thinned. Fog shrouded in fog.

Hangzhou.

I turned my head, and the clouds dyed golden by the setting sun were stripped of their misty emptiness, adding a bit of substance, as if I could touch the soft touch with my hand.

It's just an illusion.

Seeing is believing, but eyes are the most deceptive, and there are countless beautiful lies conveyed by vision.

I closed my eyes, retracted my gaze, adjusted a fairly comfortable posture and leaned back on the seat, plugged the earphones that came with the plane into the music player on the armrest of the seat, smooth and soothing light music came out of the earphones instantly, soothing It seems to have a very effective hypnotic effect while calming the mood.

Farewell to Bern, next...

London or Hangzhou, or other corners of the world, I don't know.

The contact with Wu Xie was cut off for a week because of the handling of the termination of the contract. The situation of the two parties is unknown to each other. I don't know how Wu Xie will view the termination of the contract.

But he can understand.

Because of the transfer and delay, it was already the next morning when I set foot on the land of Hangzhou again.

I squinted my eyes and watched the people coming and going at the airport, because I didn't tell Wu Xie in advance that this arrival was like the previous few years, and I was alone watching the people gathered in small groups at the airport, forming a group by myself.

There was nothing to do before, but now it seems a little inexplicably sad.

As long as there is dependence, they are unwilling to let go. No one can avoid the inferiority of human beings.

Although I stopped a taxi and patiently survived the traffic jam during the morning rush hour, the driver cursed the inconvenient traffic in fluent Hangzhou dialect. Although I couldn’t understand it, I could guess the meaning, which was quite interesting. .

Social animals seem to be perfectly content just being together.

I looked at the familiar gate of Wu Xie's house, and I seemed to understand Wu Xie's hesitation at the door. Although the starting point was different, the hesitation and anxiety in my heart were the same at this time.

The finger pressed on the doorbell, and the shrill ringing echoed in the corridor, which was amplified many times due to space constraints.

I looked at Wu Xie standing at the door, opened my mouth, but when I wanted to speak, I pursed my lips after seeing Wu Xie's inexplicable expression, and swallowed the words entangled in my throat.

Wu Xie reached out to take the luggage in my hand, and walked into the guest room.

Behind me and Wu Xie, my uncle and aunt were sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. They turned their heads to look at me when they heard the sound, with doubts and concerns in their eyes.

The daze along the way seemed to be dispelled, and the feeling of being cared seemed to be a warm current passing through my heart, which was extremely warm.

I nodded slightly and walked into the guest room. Wu Xie stood the suitcase beside the bed, closed the door of the guest room and turned to look at me, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Brother, welcome back."

Wu Xie's welcoming words seemed very insincere under Wu Xie's expression of no smile.

I pursed my lips, didn't answer Wu Xie's words, stepped forward and stretched out my arms to hug Wu Xie who was somewhat dissatisfied.

Although it has been a week, Wu Xie still has some grudges about my termination of the contract.

Even if it's not entirely because of him, he will take all the responsibility on himself.

Wu Xie was slightly stunned, and immediately stretched out his hand to push me away, with a tone that seemed to be unaware of his anger, "Zhang Qiling, you really don't plan to say anything to me?"

"I'm sorry." I looked at Wu Xie's angry eyes and whispered, the anger dissipated when my words fell, replaced by an unconcealable smile.

"Pfft, I feel that my brother's answer and my question are a bit wrong..." Wu Xie narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to cover his mouth with his hands, and turned around, his voice sounded a little trembling while suppressing a smile.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Wu Xie's trembling shoulders silently.

Is the donkey's lips wrong with the horse's mouth?

I went through the conversation just now in my mind again, and it seemed that I really didn't get it right, but it didn't sound too wrong to someone who didn't know it. It can be seen that what Wu Xie meant was the same as what I thought.

for me