Pandora's Box

I had a boring day, nothing more than basking in the sun and taking a nap, waking up to eat and drink, and then continued to feel sleepy.

I never thought that I would get tired of the blue sky, blue sea, coconut grove and white sand so quickly.

The main reason is that Zhuo Wenyang is missing, just like a bowl of good soup lacks salt.

In the evening, Lu Feng and Cheng Yichen went upstairs to rest early, while Ke Luo and I sat in the huge living room downstairs, drinking beer while resuming their old jobs and playing games.

This made us take the lead in ransacking a building before the drug circle came over, packed our bags, closed the door politely before leaving, and then jumped out of the window gracefully.

After all, as long as the door of the building is closed, the players who come behind will think that this is a house that no one has touched, and then come in and search for nothing.Closing the door casually is a good habit to confuse the enemy and protect yourself.

When we were about to leave, the sound of a jeep came from the earphones. We decided to find a place to hide and watched a car drive by.The car stopped, and the people inside got out of the car step by step and rushed into the house.

"Are you going to kill them?" I asked.

Ke Luo was actually very merciful: "No need, we are already fat enough, and they look strangely poor, probably there is nothing good."

"As for the car..."

"Of course it's going to be stolen, it's better than our bouncing ones."

We rushed over, hopped in the car, and started the car before anyone in the house noticed.

Stealing a car is irritating, but it is a routine operation in this game, but Ke Luo still has to press and hold the horn before driving away.

The people in the house rushed to the window immediately when they heard the movement, and Ke Luo turned on the full-screen voice and shouted: "I'm driving your car away!"

Then, amidst their angry shots, they walked away.

As for the Bengbeng we left behind, Ke Luo preemptively blew up the tires on the spot, leaving them no way out.Seeing the shrinking of the poison circle, Ke Luo let out a devilish laugh: "Wow ha ha ha ha."

"You deserve a beating. If Wen Yang is here, he will definitely say you."

Of course Ke Luo is a good boy and a good student, but he is by no means the serious person like Zhuo Wenyang in his bones. He still likes to make troubles, with a little bit of "badness".

Every time he and I were there to do all sorts of evil things: shady people, blown tires, blocking people in air-raid shelters, disturbing people with noise, molesting good people.Zhuo Wenyang looked helpless.

Ke Luo said with a smile, "If Wen Yang were the police, he would be the first to arrest us both."

I made up Zhuo Wenyang's appearance in police uniform, and couldn't help saying excitedly: "Really? Then I will ask Officer Zhuo to arrest me immediately!"

Ke Luo: "...=_="

While talking, he suddenly saw Lu Feng go downstairs and head towards the kitchen.

Ke Luo immediately put down the computer and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

Lu Feng said: "No need, Xiaochen just wants to drink some coconut water, I'll just open a coconut, you play with yourself."

"..."

I'm really not used to Lu Feng talking so much at one go, which can be considered gentle.

I asked curiously, "Why do you come down and make it yourself? Wouldn't it be better to let the housekeeper deliver it?"

Lu Feng said: "It's too late. Xiao Chen doesn't like to trouble others."

I watched Lu Feng go away, a little puzzled: "If you don't like to trouble others, why do you like to trouble him?"

Ke Luo said with a smile: "You don't understand, most of the things are just that Uncle Chen casually mentioned that he wanted to drink, and Uncle Lu kept it in his heart, and wanted him to drink it no matter what. Uncle Chen would definitely not be willing to give you some water. It doesn’t matter whether you drink or not, but the housekeeper must be really annoyed. Uncle Lu is most afraid of Uncle Chen’s anger, so after much deliberation, he would rather do it himself. Coconut, at least Uncle Chen won't be angry, and it can be a little sweet."

"..." This shit is too tortuous.

How complicated it is to be in a relationship.

"How can you think so carefully," I said, "I don't even think about it that much."

Ke Luo laughed and said, "I've seen a lot of them living their lives."

"It's because you know him very well," I said, "I can't guess what Lu Feng is thinking at all."

Ke Luo was silent.

After a while, Lu Feng really went upstairs with a coconut that he had opened with his bare hands, with a happy expression on his face.

We continued to play the game, and this one was assigned to two passers-by teammates, one of whom was very irritable, wanted everything, and had a dirty mouth at every turn.

I was getting a little impatient with his polluted ears all the way, and I was thinking about whether to quit the team altogether.

Then Ke Luo touched the AWM in the airdrop, and he chased after it with a stern face, one by one, his marksmanship was as good as it was, Ke Luo just pretended not to hear.

So the irritable old man started cursing again: "CNM, motherfucker, orphan."

I suddenly became angry, and was about to blast him with my voice, but Ke Luo, who didn't say a word, suddenly raised his hand and shot him, blowing his head off.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and the remaining passer-by teammate was stunned, and I was also a little scared by him.

I reminded him: "Killing teammates will be reported."

"It doesn't matter."

Ke Luo quit the game with a gloomy expression.

I think he was also irritated by that person's dirty mouth, so I took some snacks, poured him a glass of beer, and persuaded him: "Come on, drink and eat, there are everyone in the game, let's not be fooled by that person." This kind of garbage man affects the mood."

Ke Luo said: "He is right, I am an orphan."

"..."

Suddenly I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

We talked more or less when we played together, and we know what each other's background is like.

Although my parents didn't love me when I was a child, at least my parents are still alive, and they both look like they have lived peacefully for decades.

And Ke Luo was really taken back from the orphanage.

His mother was also from a well-known family. She was originally the most favored youngest daughter of the Ke family. She was hurt by love and ran away from home. She died shortly after giving birth to him.As for the father, I don't know who it is, he has never seen it, and no one dares to mention it.

This is just an inconspicuous page in the gossip of the rich and powerful, but it is a heavy life for the individual.

Seeing him gulping beer, I didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

In terms of misery, he is obviously much more miserable than me.

"Don't think that way, you still have us," I said, "Wen Yang and I regard you as our own brothers."

Although the three of us have very different personalities, we really get along well.Needless to say, we both share similar stinks, and even though Wen Yang sang against us from time to time, everyone can feel that he loves and takes care of us, and Ke Luo also respects and appreciates his seriousness.

We are under the same roof, although we have not known each other for a long time, I have already regarded him as my heart-to-heart friend.

Ke Luo's face relaxed a little.

I said again: "And both Lu Feng and Uncle Chen also take care of you like their own children, don't they?"

He was silent again.

"Do you know," he said in a low voice after a long time, "I thought, Lu Feng might be my father."

"puff!!!!"

I spat out an astonishing sip of wine.