monster guardian

The house Mushui rents is a standard three-bedroom house.

The living room and dining room are separated by an old-fashioned partition.

The entire house is only about [-] square meters, and the decoration is a little outdated and old, but the overall environment is very clean and tidy. Once you enter the door, you can see the small plastic yellow flowers inserted on the small square table, which gives off a warm feeling.

As soon as Qi Xinghan entered, he consciously measured the sofa with his eyes.

The sofa is about 1.2 meters long, and there are a set of small sofas on the left and right.

He is not picky.

Flooring is fine too.

Jiao Yan also looked at this place slowly with dull eyes.

Mushui had moved some things here before, and purchased some daily necessities, but now they are in good use.

It's different from living at Qi Xinghan's place. Even if it's a rented house, Mushui feels relaxed and extremely satisfied when he comes here.

"There is a fresh vegetable supermarket nearby, which is very convenient. You can cook for yourself." Mushui Yiben said contentedly.

He felt that his vision was too good to pick such a place!

As soon as Mushui finished speaking, Qi Xinghan's cell phone rang.

"No answer?" Mushui asked curiously.

Qi Xinghan: "Yes."

Mushui almost guessed who called.It should be Kiki.

Mushui could understand Qi Xinghan's thoughts, and saving her was nothing more than a piece of cake, so naturally she didn't need to thank her.She came to thank Fan's family for knowing what she said, but it became another trouble.Qi Xinghan has already passed the age when he needs to rely on the affection of his family to fill the void in his life.

So Mushui quickly changed the topic: "What's for dinner?"

Qi Xinghan opened his mouth to say that I don't want to eat.

But Mushui quickly offered more options for dishes: "Crab soup? Vinegar fish? Mapo tofu? Eggplant cake? Crispy duck? Casserole fish head?"

His words have always brought people a very strong sense of imagery, and when he finished speaking, Qi Xinghan could feel the aroma of vegetables wafting through his nostrils.This is really too rare for him.After all, he was dead, and he didn't even remember what the aroma of the food was like.

"Where's Jiao Yan?" Before Qi Xinghan could speak, Mushui looked at the big man next to him.

Jiao Yan moved his lips, but obediently chose a dish from among them: "Fish head."

"Okay, then I'll go shopping for vegetables, and I'll be back to cook later, if it's quick, half an hour will be fine!" Mushui said, reaching out to rub his belly.

Well, I'm a little hungry.

Jiao Yan didn't say a word, suddenly, his straight waist like a lamppost bent, Jiao Yan just stretched out his arms, picked up Mushui, and put him on his back.

Mushui:? ? ?

This isn't the first time he's been hugged!

Last time I was hugged by Yuan Sheng!

Is he so small that he can get up in one hug?

Just like that, Mushui rode on Jiao Yan's back, and he could hit the ceiling with just a slight raise of his head.

Mushui had to raise his hand to cover his head, in case he had a concussion before the door went out.

"What are you doing?" Qi Xinghan stood in front of him.

"Shopping for vegetables." Jiao Yan met Qi Xinghan's eyes, this tall man who looked dull and even a little stupid, at this moment, unexpectedly showed danger, his face and gaze made people instinctive Feel the scalp tingling.

Of course Qi Xinghan was not affected at all, he said calmly: "You will hit him, let him down."

Jiao Yan didn't move, and confronted Qi Xinghan silently.

Mushui had no choice but to poke his back with his finger: "Jiao Yan?"

"Pippi shrimp?"

Only then did Jiao Yan move, and said in a low voice without a hint of tone: "It's not Pippi Shrimp, it's Jiao Yan."

Then he bent down again, stretched out his hand, fished Mushui off his back, and gently placed Mushui on the ground.

"Brother Qi is waiting at home." Mushui thought for a while, then hooked his fingers at Jiao Yan: "Can you follow me?"

Judging from Jiao Yan's various performances, he is obviously not an ordinary person.

If you have him by your side, your own safety should be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Mushui couldn't help sighing quietly in his heart.

If he waits until the internship is over, he doesn't need to take over them anymore... What about his safety then?Will there be people like Zhao Yun and Lao Lin coming to the door?

Qi Xinghan's low voice came from behind: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, Qi Xinghan actually added another sentence: "Be careful."

Mushui couldn't help but look back at him, then smiled slightly at Qi Xinghan: "Yeah."

There was no way, Qi Xinghan's identity had natural limitations.

If he appeared in a crowded place, it would definitely cause a catastrophic chain reaction.

So we can only leave him at home.

Just right.

Mushui looked at the big man beside him.Coincidentally, he also wanted to ask Jiao Yan something.

Mushui left a key at home, and then went out first, Jiao Yan slammed the door frame clumsily, only then learned to arch his back slightly, and followed Mushui out.

They took the elevator downstairs.

Mushui asked in a low voice: "Do you still remember what you used to do?"

Jiao Yan: "Be a pillar."

Mushui opened his mouth, ah okay.In his cognition, he is completely a pillar.What can a pillar do?Of course it can only be used as a pillar.

This is much more difficult to communicate with Qi Xinghan and Yuan Sheng.

Mushui pursed his lips, and his eyebrows became tangled.

Jiao Yan looked at him carefully, and whispered, "Don't be angry."

Mushui shook his head: "I'm not angry."

There was a little light in the anxious and dull eyes, and he responded: "Oh."

Mushui brought Jiao Yan to the supermarket, he was shopping in front, and Jiao Yan was carrying bags in the back, very consciously.

Before he knew it, Mushui had selected a lot of ingredients and piled up the cart.

When paying the bill, Mushui still felt a little heartache, but then he convinced himself that he was no longer the Mushui of the past!He is Mushui with a little money!

The cashier helped pack everything into bags, and three big bags were piled up on the cashier counter, and Jiao Yan scooped them all up with one hand.

Mushui paid the money and put away his wallet: "Giving one to me."

Jiao Yan: "Light, very light." As he spoke, he shook his arms, and the three big bags in his hand seemed to be flying out immediately, Mushui quickly pressed his hand, stopping his movement.

After Jiao Yan was held down by his hand, he breathed lightly, as if he had turned back into a pillar and remained motionless.

Mushui withdrew his hand: "Okay, then take it. We're going back."

Jiao Yan nodded stiffly and followed.

When Mushui walked back, he also took out his mobile phone. According to the information provided by the dean, Jiao Yan is a retired athlete, so there should be relevant reports about him on the Internet.

Mushui entered "Jiao Yan" in the search engine, and then pressed the enter key of the input method.

But the search results were unsatisfactory, and none of them were related to Jiao Yan.

The dean provided false information?

Or was it tampered with again?

No, it's impossible.

Katopas is no fool, if he fails once, he won't do it again.

Mushui thought about replacing "Jiao Yan" with "Salt and Pepper".

Netizens nowadays seem to like to give people nicknames, like Qi Xinghan has titles like "Xing Xing" and "Male God", and maybe Jiao Yan also has nicknames like "Pepper and Salt".

After this search, Mushui really found it.

A post titled "What a few things are so popular, less than one ten-thousandth of salt and pepper", appeared on the front page of the first page of the search results page.

The post was posted on Basketball Bar.

Mushui clicked in, and found that everyone in the building was basically scolding this international basketball championship, which was a mess.

"When Pepper and Salt are here, where is this bullshit? Fucking, I'm so mad!"

"I only use money to go whoring. It's not once or twice that I get picked up in the team. I spend money faster than anyone else! When Pepper and Salt are here, the whole team wins gold medals together, and the whole team really takes themselves seriously." , thinking that the cards I got by myself, bullshit, once Pepper and Salt retire, they will all become idiots, and they will lose to anyone..."

"It's disgusting. Yesterday was Pepper's birthday, right? It's fine if Pepper didn't update his blog. The whole team seemed to have forgotten about it. No one mentioned it."

"After all, the blood was sucked dry, who would remember... vomit..."

Mushui quit, turned to Weibo, and searched for "salt and pepper".

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuchhi,'''''''''s hotter?

Mushui clicked in and took a look, and found that someone really replied in the comments——

"Let's say it's because of illness."

"Now everyone doesn't know what the disease is. Anyway, they retired for no reason. At that time, many people scolded him, thinking that he was sorry for the fans who liked him. But after a long time, most people forgot about him. There are still a few old fans, who feel that There are only nostalgia and longing left. Alas, I can’t help but say so much, sorry.”

Mushui glanced back.

I saw Jiao Yan sticking close to his back, standing there, still holding the three big bags firmly in his hand.

His expression was still dull and almost numb.

It looked a little scary, but it also had an indescribably pitiful taste.

Mushui closed his eyes and continued to swipe the phone screen.

Most of them still scolded this championship, and by the way, compared it with Pepper and Salt.

Until Mushui saw a Weibo of a sports blogger.

"Without Jiao Yan, an era has really declined... There has been no news about him in the past few years. There is no way to ask him to return to the sports world. At least he can get a blog. Many people don't know much about him now. [ photo]"

Mushui clicked on the picture.

It was a picture of a man on a basketball court, with his limbs tensed and his body slightly bowed, like a beast out of a cage.

At that time, the man's hair was neatly cut, his facial features were regular, and his eyes were focused and serious.

Looking at it this way, he is indeed handsome and handsome.

From the photos, Mushui could distinguish some of Jiao Yan's current appearance.

One person, two completely different states, it seems that the person is completely divided into two people.

One stayed on the brilliant field, and the other turned into a stone pillar silently, standing outside No. [-] Middle School, waiting for someone he didn't know he was going to wait for.

Jiao Yan.

Jiao Yan.

The reason why he changed his name must have something to do with his retirement.

And why he retired must have something to do with his contracting the disease.

Mushui took a deep breath, well, it seems that if there is a chance, he must go to Jiao Yan's house to take a look.

……

Going upstairs, Mushui quickly sorted out the ingredients and started cooking.

His movements are very fast, and he finished three dishes and one soup in one breath.He turned around with the dish, and saw outside the glass door of the kitchen——

A Qi Xinghan and a Jiao Yan stood there, crowding the area visible from the glass door.

They were staring at Mushui inside the door.

At first glance, it looks like a horror movie.

But looking at it again, it looks like a child waiting for a meal in a kindergarten.

Mushui went over with the vegetables, Qi Xinghan opened the door from the outside, then he and Jiao Yanshi reached out at the same time, and took the vegetables from Mushui's hands.

Mushui immediately became empty-handed.

Mushui went to the dining table and sat down. He didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry, but fiddled with his mobile phone, took a picture, and thought about sending it to Yuan Sheng.

[Brother Yuan, don't eat instant noodles. [picture]】

After sending the message, Mushui put the phone back into his pocket, and heard Qi Xinghan ask, "Send a message to Mr. Yuan?"

"En." Mushui nodded.

Qi Xinghan said suddenly: "Then tell Mr. Yuan, No. [-] and I are waiting for him here."

Mushui didn't suspect him, so he edited the text message and sent it out.

【I ate with Qi Xinghan and number three. [Picture] When will Brother Yuan come back? 】The text message that has never been answered in these days suddenly vibrated.

【Go back】

Mushui touched his nose, always felt that from such a short word, he seemed to see Yuan Sheng's eyebrows and eyes wrapped in violence.

The author has something to say: Brother Yuan: Super fierce.