Big breaker

"……so what?"

He casually played with the small beaker on the experimental table, until Hua Fei gave him a stare, and Fang Zheyou reluctantly withdrew his finger, "Is that why you promised him?"

"I thought you heard it outside that day." Hua Fei said, gave him a surprised look, and continued to scrape the mummy's skin with a knife.With a book of the dead and a few big sap sticks, the thing finally stopped, but it was deformed by the smash.He still hasn't figured out how the corpse moved in the first place, but no matter what, it's okay to use it now.

"No, I left after half listening. I went back to the hospital." Fang Zheyou replied, and repeated the previous question reluctantly, "You haven't answered my question yet, did you agree? Or not?"

Hua Fei thought for a while, then put down the knife in his hand: "It should... be considered a promise."

Fang Zheyou raised his eyebrows: "'is'?"

"Ah... His confession is actually a little unclear, and I can't answer clearly... But in terms of the result, he didn't explicitly refuse, so it's considered agreed, that's right."

Fang Zheyou gave a long "hmm" and rolled his eyes again: "It's boring, I thought you would refuse."

Hua Fei: "Huh?"

"After all, that day you kept talking about 'misunderstanding' and 'calmness'. At least that's what I heard." Fang Zheyou said, "Why did you agree later when you couldn't think about it? I thought you weren't It's curved."

"But it doesn't stipulate that I have to be straight." Hua Fei quickly retorted, and after thinking about it, he slowed down again, "Actually, that, how should I put it... the first time I saw him When Jiang Jiangniang was still talking to me, to be honest, I was quite dumbfounded, so I didn’t realize it for a while, whoever could react. But calm down and think about it. Niang is actually not that annoying. Not only is it not repulsive, but it even feels a little enlightened."

"Where is it open?" Fang Zheyou said angrily, "Is it the chrysanthemum or the gate of the new world?"

"How to talk!" Hua Fei gave him a blank look, and sat down in front of Fang Zheyou with two beakers of coffee, "It's not that stage yet, okay? I just feel like I suddenly understood."

Fang Zheyou snorted softly, picked up the beaker with two fingers and took a sip: "What do you want to understand? You like him too?"

"I like it, it's okay to say that..." Hua Fei was still hesitating, looking sticky and undecided, but his eyes were bright, and he could see that he was in a good mood.Fang Zheyou made a "cut", looked away as if he couldn't bear to look at it, and muttered, "I knew it."

"Know what?" Hua Fei was taken aback for a moment.

"..." Fang Zheyou was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, "You should really see how you walk with him, when you look at him, your eyes will pop out."

"Sure enough!" Hua Fei slapped the table violently, Fang Zheyou was so startled that he almost spilled coffee on his pants.He raised his head angrily, and saw Hua Fei leaning on the back of the chair, raising his head slightly, thoughtful, "But did I make it so obvious? This is a bit embarrassing... Eh, but this kind of thing usually happens." It’s true that the person involved is rather confused, right? It’s like this in many novels and TV dramas, those in power are obsessed, and those in power are obsessed.”

Fang Zheyou looked at his serious appearance, and really wanted to throw the beaker in his hand directly on his head.

"However, Hua Fei, I have to clarify something with you first." Fang Zheyou put down the beaker, crossed his arms and said, "Having a good impression is different from liking, and curiosity is even more different from liking. Promise, wait until the novelty is over and don’t want it anymore, I think that guy is serious, and his casual attitude is not good for both of you."

"...Why do you even say that, do I look so scumbag?" Hua Fei muttered unhappily, rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then threw himself on the table again, looking at Fang Zheyou with sparkling eyes Liang, "Let me tell you the truth, in fact, the first time I met Fu Li, I felt that he was different and gave me a very special feeling. Although that Fu Li is not the same as this Fu Li...but That feeling does exist, it has always existed, and it is getting stronger and stronger. I thought it was curiosity at first, but gradually I found that it seemed to be different. In fact, what is so difficult about satisfying curiosity? , Fu Li's temperament, as long as I ask, I will definitely tell me everything I know. But sometimes, I just don't want to ask, I always feel that I have found the answer too early, and there is no reason to continue to rely on it... Do you understand that?"

Fang Zheyou curled his lips and lowered his eyes: "You want to stay by his side."

"Yes, that's it. It's such a simple thing. I didn't understand it until now." Hua Fei smiled, took a big gulp from his coffee cup, licked his lips when he was done, and said to Fang Zheyou, "Old Fang, I asked You, do you know Andersen's "The Snowman"?"

Before Fang Zheyou could open his mouth, he followed up and said, "It's about a snowman and a stove. A snowman knew that the stove would roast him, but he couldn't restrain his impulse to go to the stove. And the reason why it is like this is because it fell in love with the stove-you see the cause and effect relationship, how obvious, isn't it? Why didn't I understand it before?"

Fang Zheyou looked at him coldly, and after he finished speaking, he said softly, "I'm very doubtful now, have you ever watched "The Snowman"?"

Hua Fei: "...huh?"

"If you have really read "The Snowman", you should know..." Fang Zheyou raised his eyelids, and his eyes were full of cold light, "It is not only love that makes Snowman want to get close to the stove, but also love." A poker in it—a poker from the furnace."

At the same time, the residence of the contract breaker.

In the room at the end of the second floor, there was a rustling sound from the bathroom.

After a while, the bathroom door was opened, and Fu Liguo walked out, wiping his head with a towel as he walked.He walked to the mirror, paused, looked at his unobstructed lower body, then looked up again, took a bath towel, followed the example on TV, and wrapped his lower body around.

He turned his head to look at the mirror, and reached out to wipe off the thick water vapor on the mirror.The mirror reflected his chest, and the ring-like depression on his chest was very clear.

Fu Li's eyes slid across the top, and then he touched his chin.He remembered the touch of kissing Hua Fei yesterday, and he felt some desire to grow a beard.It doesn't need to be very long, just a shallow layer of stubble. He thinks that if he takes that to kiss, Hua Fei's feeling may be better-this is how he watches TV.

Speaking of yesterday, it seemed so far away even though it was very close.The memory of Zhonghua Fei's slight nod is somewhat unreal.If possible, Fu Li would really like to stay by his side for a while, Hua Fei also said that he needs to help deal with the mummy, but just as he was about to bow his head and get closer, the phone in his pocket suddenly started beeping—— Looking at the caller ID, it was Lao Jin calling again. Fu Li tried to pretend he didn't hear it, but Hua Fei stared and knocked him on the head.

Reluctantly answering the phone, Lao Jin's voice was a little anxious, and it was like a string of cannonballs as soon as his ears touched.What he said was very simple. It was nothing more than that another contract breaker found the traces of Wei ghosts. There were too many of them, the situation was a little annoying, and they were a little short of manpower.

Under Hua Fei's urging, Fu Li went unhappily.Originally, I was thinking of a quick battle, so I went early and returned early, and made up for it when I came back.Unexpectedly, the situation this time is a bit tricky. He lost time twice in a row before finally finding the opportunity to cooperate with other contract breakers to get rid of all those Wei ghosts. Bloody and dirty.Fu Li thought about running to find Hua Fei in this way, fearing that he would be thrown out entirely, so he could only follow Lao Jin back first, take a shower and blow his head, and in this way, he was delayed for another half an hour.

Full of displeasure, Fu Li raised his head to look at his chin, his gaze inadvertently passed over his neck, and his eyes froze.

On the side of his neck, there are two small red spots, lined up vertically, like the marks of sharp teeth.

That was the wound he left during the hunt last night—from one of the group of Wei ghosts.