Cannon fodder "attack" system

Song Guan: "..."

Because he was frightened by the children before, he almost ran out without a clue, so Song Guan didn't have the slightest impression of which floor he lived in and which building he ran out from.Now there is only a shriveled wallet all over his body, no ID card, no communication tool, no contact information of anyone he has contacted... According to the current situation, is he going to sleep on the street today?

It's all very tragic.It can be seen that when people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck between their teeth.Song Guan pinched the semi-finished frog in his hand, and when he raised his face in depression, he saw a young couple sitting diagonally across from each other, making love to each other sweetly. Out of pink hearts speech bubbles.

Song Guan: "..."

What the hell!

Song Guan suddenly became more gloomy.

--paralysis!Why can other people laugh like a foolish flower!Can you still hold the girl and chirp and beg?!And he can only sit in the corner and fold the frog gloomyly!Are you still worried about the perverted gay route that you were forced to plan until your eyebrows are going to be bald? !

Thinking of this, Song Guan was filled with resentment, and wanted to stand up and shout, "Burn these heterosexuals to death!"

Probably because his eyes were too resentful, the young lovers looked back towards the direction of the window as if they were aware of it. They had just glanced casually, but when they saw Song Guan's appearance clearly, they were all taken aback for a moment.

Speaking of which, Song Guan's current body looks really good. A 15-year-old boy, with a white shirt and short black hair, is the simplest appearance, with a bit of youthful youth. Because he is sitting by the window, a thin silhouette is outlined by the sunlight. In the clear sunshine, there is indeed a kind of aura that makes Wei Wei so tempting——

Of course, the premise of all this is if Song Guan doesn't raise his head.

When he raised his head, the sudden change in his aura made people shiver.What's with the resentful eyes and the depressed aura around him, like wandering countless unjust dead ghosts?Not to mention the pile of colorful paper frogs in his hand, and he was holding one in his hand. Apart from making people feel weird and supernatural, it was really hard to feel anything else.Maybe it was because he didn't expect that the two young lovers whom he was secretly observing would turn their heads. When the eyes of the two sides met, Song Guan's strength was not right, and the half-formed frog in his hand broke his head just like that.The body of the inverted triangle was torn into two pieces, and the pointed head of the paper frog fell lightly on the table. One word summed it up as death without peace, especially ferocious.

After watching Song Guan, the young couple turned their heads and didn't dare to get tired of being together. They didn't even eat much dessert on the table, so they picked up their bags and left, as if something was chasing them behind. .

Song Guan stared at the two as they went away, then bowed his head and silently folded the frog for a while.He feels so tired in this heartless world, and will never love again... What a ghost!

Song Guan angrily threw the frog in his hand on the table in a ball. The next time he sees a dead egg, he must punch its head and let it experience the true meaning of broken eggs. Isn’t that too much? !Taixiu's lower limit, okay!Song Guan plucked his hair violently, and slept on the street, he didn't want to go back to his "home" anyway, like a house full of ugly things in the storage room, who wants to go back?He doesn't want to go back at all!

Dawdling until 09:30 in the evening, the dessert shop will close in half an hour. Song Guan had to face this sad fact formally, because he was patronizing and sulking before, and he firmly walked the twisted route and refused to accept it. Look straight at the problem, so he probably really wants to sleep on the street today... When Song Guan was struggling and depressed and wrote "brain-damaged 390 No. [-]" on the paper frog's buttocks, someone suddenly had to take a picture. Over his shoulder, with a less serious voice, with a smile: "Little Song Guan, why don't you go home so late?"

Song Guan was stunned for a moment.

The tone of speaking like this is very special, with a rising tail, which is quite iconic.It seems that there is no one else who will use the title "Xiao Song Guan" to call him, except for the "Uncle Yun" who didn't look like a good person at noon today.

Song Guan thought about it, and when he turned around, he saw a black pumpkin hat.Seeing this pumpkin hat, Song Guan's first reaction was - I don't have to sleep on the street today?

The owner of the hat unceremoniously sat down next to him, and pushed Song Guan into a seat.After sitting down, the young man put one hand on the back of Song Guan's chair, approached with a smile and ruffled Song Guan's hair, raising his eyebrows: "How did you guarantee it when you moved out?"

This "Uncle Yun" Song Guan has only met once, but meeting someone he recognizes in a completely unfamiliar environment always makes people feel relieved.Song Guan's heart was settled for a little bit, and his heart was settled, but touching his head was not allowed. He grabbed the hand of the other party who was rubbing his hair gently, and Song Guan pressed that hand to the table.However, the question asked by the other party was not easy to answer. After thinking for a while, Song Guan finally made vague and ambiguous nonsense: "Today is an exception."

The other party smiled "Oh" and asked: "What exception?"

Of course, Song Guan didn't have any "truth" to answer this question. When he saw a special offer list on the table, he was inspired, pulled it over and put it in front of the other party, pointing: "Well, did you see this? We're going to have an event today. Half price."

The other party looked at the menu for a while, and finally tilted his head and knocked on the table: "So you just sit here and eat all the time?"

Song Guan thought about it for a while, and said "hmm".

This is not a lie.

Uncle Yun seemed to think of something, shook his head and laughed: "In a bad mood?"

Song Guan looked gloomy: "..."

Uncle Yun patted him on the shoulder: "Your fourth uncle... also cares about you."

Song Guan: "..."

Wait, what happened to this fourth uncle who suddenly appeared?

Isn't the direction the conversation is going in a bit weird?

Seeing that Song Guan didn't speak, Uncle Yun thought it was a tacit meaning, and sighed: "I'm going to see your fourth uncle tomorrow and give him your photo. Do you have anything to say?"

Who is fourth uncle?Who is that?And what's going on with Uncle Yun in front of you? ?

It wasn't until this time that Song Guan realized that the question he had been complaining about since the last glance seemed to be that he hadn't asked that dead egg until now—Mr. System, do you dare to give a detailed character relationship table!

But seeing the other party looking at him with a smile all the time, Song Guan felt a bit bitter. This time the relationship between the characters is too complicated, all kinds of uncles, who knows who they are.After wiping his face, he said that he didn't have anything to say, it was wrong to say too much.His eyes fell on the pile of colorful paper frogs on the table, and these frogs were all products of his resentment without exception.When I am in a bad mood, I will fold frogs. It is a habit I have developed since I was a child.After thinking about it, Song Guan stretched out his hand and silently folded the paper frogs that he had folded for an afternoon and half a night, and closed them with his hands. Then he pushed the 390 five frogs in front of Uncle Yun, and said, "This is for four." uncle."

Uncle Yun looked at the pile of paper frogs in front of him for a moment, then took a closer look at one of them, looked up at Song Guan, and then looked down at the frogs: "You want to give this?"

Song Guan nodded calmly.

Uncle Yun: "Are you really going to give this?" He had a pair of peach blossom eyes, no matter how he looked at him, he looked frivolous, he hesitated to speak, "You... usually give this, shouldn't it be a thousand paper cranes?" Suddenly, the words turned upside down were still the same, "Are you really going to give these frogs away?"

Damn.

Who would fold a thousand origami cranes when he was in a bad mood?

When you are in a tough situation, decisively breaking the frog is the kingly way!

Song Guan said affirmatively, "That's right, I'll give you this."

After all, it took him a lot of hard work to fold it out. It would be a pity to throw it away. Sure enough, it would be better to use the waste and give it to others.

Uncle Yun looked down at the frog in his hand again, and said, "It says..."

Song Guan didn't wait for him to finish the questioning sentence, he spontaneously leaned over and explained very consciously: "You said those words." Song Guan fished out a red paper frog, "Actually, every one of these brain-dead The labels represent a kind of ailment." Song Guantian began to talk nonsense, pressed the frog on the table, and then pressed the frog's buttocks to make it jump, "Look, jump out like this, The pain will be gone." Finally concluded, "So, this is actually a blessing."

Uncle Yun: "..."

In the end, Uncle Yun sent Song Guan home. Regarding the matter of going back to "home", Song Guan was really complicated, because it was too complicated. On the way, Song Guan talked to Uncle Yun without anything to say, and asked a casual question : "Uncle Yun, how do you know where I am?"

Uncle Yun smiled. Of course, this cannot tell Song Guan that the jade pendant on his neck and the belt are all equipped with location trackers.Carrying a bag of paper frogs, he didn't answer the question right away, but just raised the corners of his mouth and said, "You know that Fourth Uncle will order someone to call you to check the post every day at nine o'clock, but you dare to run out and never come back? Are you so courageous?" , you moved out after Fei troubled for a long time, are you afraid that he will send someone to take you back forcibly?" Pressing the number of the elevator floor, he said, "Xiaozhang answered the phone, saying that you have not I haven’t come back every day.” Leaning over and pinching Song Guan’s face, “It just so happened that I came to take pictures for you today, and I didn’t go far, so your fourth uncle sent me to look for you.” Smiling, “I’m I found you after searching all around, and I also interceded for you with your fourth uncle, tell me, how do you thank me?"

There is an obvious loophole in this sentence. The fourth uncle obviously controls "Song Guan" very strictly. He called the guard at nine o'clock and found that no one was seen. And Uncle Yun went out to find someone, and came to the place where Song Guan was, no matter how fast it was, it would still take 10 minutes, and the time spent on the journey would always have to be counted as a parking time, so it is calculated in this way , Uncle Yun basically went straight to where Song Guan was after he set off.

However, because Song Guan didn't pay much attention to the conversation, he didn't realize that there was something wrong with it. He just thought that if this person wants to speak, he should speak well, and it's nothing to pinch someone's face.Song Guan fished out a handful of frogs from the bag the other party was carrying, and handed it to the other party: "Can I fold two hundred frogs for you?"

Uncle Yun burst into laughter when he heard the words, hooked Song Guan's neck with one hand, hugged him to him, rubbed his head like a chicken coop, and scolded with a smile: " Damn boy, are you willing to talk now? I wanted to beat you up a long time ago, but why did you look so dead when you saw me?"

How did Song Guan know what was going on, and began to pretend to be stupid: "There is such a thing?"

Then went home.

Standing at the door, Song Guan froze when he saw Zhang You face wearing rabbit-head slippers in the living room, but Zhang You had a calm expression, as if nothing had happened. He held a small water glass and said to Song Guan: " Dad, are you back?"

Uncle Yun greeted Zhang You with a smile, told Song Guan a few more words, and then left. Immediately, only Song Guan and Zhang You were left in the room. Song Guan was very embarrassed, super embarrassed.A little overwhelmed, after a long while, I asked, "Have you eaten?"

Zhang You shook his head.

When a child does not speak or do strange things, he is really a pitiful looking child.

Song Guan suddenly felt that he was so guilty. He had completely forgotten about the problem of the child's meals at home alone. When he came back, he didn't expect to help bring it, so he coughed: "I, I'll cook something for you."

When he finished cooking, the child sat quietly at the dining table and ate all the food.Everything happened very peacefully, the lights on the dining table were also warm orange, Song Guan was no longer as embarrassed as before in the aroma of the food.After washing the dishes, the kid didn't say anything, but just helped him clean up the dishes, with a calm expression on his face. One of Song Guan and the kid washed the dishes, and the other folded the bowls and put them in the cabinet. Such a harmonious atmosphere made Song Guan He almost felt that what happened before he went out was all his own illusion.

After finishing all this, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.I don't know if it's because he was more stimulated today, and he was always in a state of shock and fright, Song Guan felt very tired.It is a house structure with four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms, a room where the children sleep, a large bedroom, a guest room, and a study.

Song watched Zhang You's little friend, always feeling a little awkward in his heart.Probably because he knew that his body was a pervert, and he had done some very worrying things to other children.Song Guan paused for a while, and finally choked out a word and said to the child: "Go to bed early."

Zhang nodded and said, "Okay."

There are two bathrooms, one of which is in the big bedroom where Song Guan slept. He went back to his room and took a shower, thinking, modern times are better than ancient times.After cleaning his body, he lay down on the bed and turned off the light. The bed was very soft. Song Guan hadn’t slept in such a soft bed for a long time. The ancient beds were all hard, even the pillows. He sighed a long time. A feeling that this life is enough, and even all the maddening things that happened during the day were forgotten.Song Guan thought about why he pursued this, and then thought, let me just die on the bed like this.

Because he was too tired and the bed was too soft, after lying down for only a short while, Song Guan had the tendency to fall into a dream in a daze.And in this dazed half-dream and half-awake, he seemed to hear the sound of the door being opened, someone walked to his bed lightly, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and that person slipped into the bed lightly.Song Guan noticed it in this daze, but because he was really sleepy, he didn't want to open his eyes to take care of it, he was dazed, and even wanted to fall into a deeper sleep.

Then the other party hugged Song Guan lightly.

The bed was very warm, like a small warm stove, but that person had stood outside, and his body was infected with the night's chill.The slightly cool cloth sticks to Song Guang's naked body.After taking a shower and drying his body, Song Guan lay on the bed without any clothes on. Although the clothes in this cabinet are the original ones of this body, if he is really asked to wear those close-fitting clothes, He always felt weird, as if he was wearing someone else's underwear, so he didn't wear anything.

The man reached out and hugged Song Guan, Song Guan was not wearing anything, so the man's hand was stuck on Song Guan's back without any barriers, the temperature of this hand was too cold, it was too cold, Song Guan After a shock, he woke up completely from the cold, and when he felt that there was another person in his arms, he was so frightened that he was sober, so don't be too sober.

Song Guan: "...!"

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