Sao Nian, draw your knife!

"Mr. Zhou?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhou Dang put the stickers back to their original places, stuffed the books on the bed back into the bookshelf, went to the door and looked back, unexpectedly found that the third row of the bookshelf closest to him was next to the second and seventh bookcases. Pasted the same circular stickers.

Two, four, seven, there are six combinations in total, 247,274,427,472,724,742, [-], [-], [-], [-], [-]. According to the hint "There is a safe hidden behind the door" written crookedly on the first piece of paper, it is obvious that one of the six combinations is the password of the safe.

"Mr. Zhou?"

"Here we come," Zhou Dang opened the door to reveal his head, "Is there something wrong?"

"Could you serve the supper I made for you?"

"Uh...no need, I'll leave it in the dining room for a while, and I'll trouble you."

The butler bowed slightly, took two steps back, turned and went downstairs, Xu Shixian stood in front of his room door with arms folded, a long and thin cigarette between his fingers, and the remaining smoke was exhaled between his lips.

Seeing Zhou Dang looking over, Xu Shixian waved, "How big a suitcase should I prepare for you?"

"Let's get a 28-inch one first. If one box doesn't work, then another box will come." Zhou Dang glanced at Xu Shixian's room, even standing on the wall to the left of the door, he could see the wall at a glance. Without widening, it is not in line with the designer's concept, especially in his room. This room widens left and right in contrast.

The distance between Xu Shixian’s room door and the door of his room is about four meters. There is a two-meter widening to the right of his room, but Xu Shixian’s room is almost not widened to the left, and the difference is two meters in the middle...

So it turns out that the wall with clear paint in his room is the door mentioned in the paper, and that wall is the original partition between the two rooms. The wall on the left side of Xu Shixian's room is newly built, and the narrow space in the middle Hide something the person who left the note wanted him to take.

But what's in the safe?Why block the only door leading into the space?There are also two rows of bookshelves that are about 1.2 meters to 1.5 meters long and can be placed side by side against the wall to create visual space enjoyment. Why should they stand [-] centimeters away from the wall?

"You are planning to leave me nothing."

It's cruel enough at a young age.

"Yes," Zhou Dang spread his hands frankly, "Not only did you not stay, but when you were planning to leave, a ton bombarded your house."

"Hahahahahaha," Xu Shixian laughed until his hands trembled, and nodded thoughtfully, "The fire at the city gate caused the fish in the pond, and in order to bring peace to my neighbor's house?"

The neighbor is afraid that there are a thousand sentences of the Three Character Classic to point their noses at and scold them.

Zhou Dang silently slapped the three characters "psychopathy" on Xu Shixian's forehead in his heart, locked the door and went downstairs to eat supper.

The butler was very considerate and prepared vegetable porridge and a few light dishes for him. Unfortunately, the person disappeared after serving the dishes, and the only sound left in the huge restaurant was the sound of Zhou Dang's spoon touching the rim of the bowl.

Zhou Dang simply took the bowl and went to the window and opened the window to watch the night view.

"Does it look good?"

Zhou Dang pulls a long distance to avoid the sound of the other party's breathing, "Do you really like to talk in other people's ears?"

"No, I just like being near you."

Zhou Dang rubbed his arms, stopped drinking the porridge and threw it on the window sill to let the air blow, forgiving his goosebumps.

"I think there may be something wrong with you here. It's best to find an authoritative doctor for yourself." Zhou Dang pointed to his temple, and walked away from Xu Shixian with a bowl.

"I found it. The doctor told me not to give up the treatment. I think the medical expenses are too expensive, so I don't plan to treat it."

"..." Psychiatric treatment is expensive?

"Didn't contact him?"

The restaurant was very quiet, only the clock was ticking, Zhou Dang sat under the light and was shrouded in a huge shadow.

"I'm curious, why do you care so much about whether I break up with Zhang Ming or not? Do you like him?"

Xu Shixian sat down on the sofa, clasped his fingers on his abdomen, and seemed very puzzled by Zhou Dang's question, "Don't you think it's because I like you?"

"I don't think so, if you like me, I will live broadcast and eat the keyboard." All major live broadcast platforms on mobile phones and tablets were used together, striving for a crunchy effect.

"Zhou Qing, you don't know how much I love you," Xu Shixian leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes slightly, falling into distant memories. There was a boy in white who always liked to sit on the backyard chair and read a book. You can find him in the backyard whenever you go back. A person who is too clean for Xu Shixian is like a ray of light that splits his heart unexpectedly, scrambling to occupy his last trace of tenderness.

tenderness?

Paranoid mental illness, the doctor who diagnosed him before persuaded him to treat him, and every doctor advised him very humanitarianly, but unfortunately he was not a cooperative patient.

Violence is a way for Xu Shixian to vent. It is difficult to control subjectively. He often regrets it after he has done it. He has no regrets if he is wrong. He has 1 reasons to tell himself that all actions are reasonable and legal, and give all violent actions a beautiful name. head.

【"You don't even have the most basic qualities to be a human being."】

Zhou Qing said that the most basic quality between people is respect. Doesn't he respect him enough? Allowing him to go to school and allowing him to contact those people who Xu Shixian doesn't need to associate with is not enough respect?

He made the biggest concession, isn't that enough?

"Xu Shixian, do you know who the dead person is?"

The atmosphere between the two tensed instantly, Xu Shixian opened his eyes, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and said softly, "He's not dead, he said he was Zhou Qing, he is, every day you have this face is his day."

"Forget it, I'm delusional about what I can talk to you crazy about."

This man is definitely sick. Although Zhou Dang couldn't tell the specific name of the disease, he was too mentally sick.Zhou Dang thought that this person was deliberately looking for someone similar to remember his brother, but now that he frequently looked at his obsessed eyes, he clearly felt that this person was treating him as that person.

How to say this feeling, forced to make up, Zhou Dang was forced to become the one to be made up.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was too depressing, Zhou Dang strolled to the backyard by himself after finishing his porridge.

There was no one in such a big house at night, Zhou Dang half leaned on the bench and unlocked and locked his phone before unlocking it.

He didn't dare to call, and he didn't dare to send WeChat messages, for fear of seeing a red exclamation mark.

People always have a kind of evasive fluke mentality. I pretended that I didn’t know that it seemed that I could pretend that this incident didn’t happen or that the situation was not serious if it happened.

As the saying goes, a person who pretends to be asleep can never be woken up. Zhou Dang is now shutting himself in a small box and only cowards Zhang Ming, so now he pretends that there is room for maneuver in order to paralyze himself, and he dare not think about Zhang Ming at all. I will ignore his possibility in the future.

In the stillness of the night, the rustling sound could be heard and Zhou Dang followed the sound to the other side of the flower garden, where a small black figure huddled up was shoveling the flowers with a shovel.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Heiying shook, stood up and ran away, but Zhou Dang quickly grabbed the hoodie with his quick eyes.

"What are you running for?!"

The child looked very small, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and when he saw Zhou Dang, he quickly put his hands behind his back, rolled his eyes and refused to answer.

"Okay, stay up late at night and come out to play pranks and destroy flowers with your hands."

The child stared, leaned back and tried to pull back his hat, "I didn't! You're talking nonsense!"

"Look back for yourself, what kind of shoveling did you make of the flower and still refuse to admit it?"

"I'm cultivating them!"

Zhou Dang couldn't laugh or cry, "You are cultivating soil, you are 100% not letting people live."

Zhou Dang let go, and the little boy threw the shovel aside and stretched out his hand to straighten his hat. With his right hand still behind his back, he stared at Zhou Dang vigilantly.

"How old are you?"

"Half."

"You're an adult and you still make pranks. This kind of behavior is not good. The uncle in charge of the flower garden has worked so hard. You have to respect the fruits of other people's labor."

"Who told him to call me a little bastard? I can't beat him, can't I shovel his flowers? I'm different from you. If you want to be a human being, you must retaliate, but you don't want to be a coward!"

Why do you feel like you've been hit by an arrow in your knee?

"Uh... You also know that you will be rewarded, which is very powerful."

The little boy snorted coldly, picked up the shovel, turned his head, and walked away. Looking around at the light, he saw clearly that the child was disabled. His right hand was only as big as a baby's fist, and his fingers were still behind his back.

Did he just pull someone's hat too much...

The author has something to say:

I watched a drama in the past two days, the hero and heroine have not been together for 46 episodes, 46 episodes 46 ah ah ah ah

The head-pressing squad is dispatched! !

emmm I don’t know what to say, let’s forcefully push Operation Red Sea and Detective Chinatown

Is there anyone to chat with me? Really, it’s fine if you don’t talk about the plot of the novel... If there is no one, I will ask again tomorrow...

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