Someone Speaks Ill of You

"Woo..."

Xiao Jiafei's wailing sounded in the bathroom.

When Luo Fei took a bath, he took it in, still stepped on it with his feet, and used his own bath water to run down his feet to bathe it.

In other words, the smell in the bathroom is really good.

It is not the smell of shampoo, nor the smell of shower gel, but the unique fragrance of beautiful girls.

The sense of smell has increased a bit.

I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

It doesn't matter if you ask for incense, as long as it smells bad, it can enter your nose clearly after a long distance.

That would be painful.

There is a toilet at the corner of Biro's classroom.

When other students were in class, he couldn't smell anything, but he could clearly smell the smell coming from the toilet.

Biro went to take the bus.

He was sitting at the back of the car, and someone put a fart at the front of the car.

Many people didn’t smell it, but he was...

At the beginning, there were many benefits.

As for the benefits, I won’t say anything about it.

She still has injuries on her body, so she didn't dare to take a bath.

After a casual wash, Xiao Jiafei took a comfortable bath with her feet and went out of the bathroom.

Now there is a circle in the living room.

Clean, there is nothing to pack.

Then went back to the room, opened the closet, and started to pack the clothes.

Books on the desk, notebooks in the drawer, etc.

Everything was packed into the storage ring in one mind.

Anyway, the space in the storage ring is large enough.

If it weren’t for the rented house, and a lot of the furniture was owned by the landlord, he would have liked to vacate the whole house.

Although Meiyi-senpai said very well, there is no need to worry about anything.

The house has it, the school has it, and it has everything.

But he will certainly not accept these things casually.

Although Meiyi-senpai owes him, it is not his life.

He wants to live with Luo Jiajia.

For so many years, the two have always adhered to the principle of being self-sufficient, not owing anything to anyone, and not taking anyone's favor.

When he is alone, maybe it can be changed, and it can be flexible.

But when Luo Jiajia was there, he felt that it was better to keep his previous habits and styles.

After all, the two of them are a unique combination.

Your own style is very important.

And Luo Jiajia, I'm afraid he doesn't like him to change.

Therefore, all things at home, whatever you can bring, will naturally be brought along.

Don’t get to go to Kyoto to buy it again.

The prices in Kyoto are so high that it hurts to buy everything.

Except for the bed and quilt that he was going to sleep in tonight, all other things in the room were put into the storage ring by him.

It looked empty, quite desolate.

Standing in front of the window, bathed in the bright moonlight, looking at the starry sky outside, I thought of the small squad leader again.

"Squad leader, your words don’t count. You clearly said that you handed yourself over to me on my seventeenth birthday, but now you have sneaked away by yourself. How can you spend my seventeenth birthday? ?"

"Without your birthday, no matter how sweet the cake is, it will be bitter in your mouth."

"Your little mouth is the sweetest."

Looking at the crooked moon, thinking of the monitor's sweet smile, and that sweet little mouth, Luo Fei raised his hand, holding a piece of monitor of the monitor in his hand, placed it on his mouth, and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Luo Fei shivered, his underwear flashed, he entered the storage ring, turned his head, and said with a calm expression: "Waiyue is meditating, what's the matter?"

Luo Jiajia was wearing a loose white shirt, showing a pair of snow-white straight long legs, standing blankly at the door of the room, staring at him for a few seconds, and said: "Pack things."

After speaking, he turned to leave and entered his room.

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, and followed.

Miss Luo said "pack up things", not for him to pack his own things and other things, but to help her pack things up.

When someone asks someone for help, they will say very politely, "Can you help me clean up?", or say, "Come and help me clean up," but Miss Luo would not say that.

She only speaks the shortest sentences, and the tone of command.

Luo Fei has long been accustomed to it, and he doesn't even bother to make complaints anymore.

Entering the room, Miss Tong Yanju was sitting on the bed, sending text messages with her mobile phone.

It is probably texting with her mother.

After taking a shower, Miss Tong Yanju looks even more lovely.

His hair was draped over his chest, and he was wearing a large T-shirt. Even if he was large, his chest was still tall and obvious. His small blush was flushing, tender and tender, and his big eyes were watery and charming.

but…

Luo Fei deliberately asked with a straight face: "Student Yan Yan, it's fine for you to take a bath with Luo Jiajia, why do you have to sleep with her even when you sleep?"

Tong Yanyan was stunned for a moment, her cheeks reddened suddenly, and she said in embarrassment: "I...I..."

Luo Fei knew that it was Miss Luo's order and reminded meaningfully: "Miss, don't be taken advantage of by someone."

Just after speaking, I suddenly felt a chill.

"I pack things up."

He dared not talk any more nonsense, immediately dragged out the box, opened the closet, and packed his clothes first.

Luo Jiajia stared at her coldly for a while, went directly to bed, and didn't mean to help him.

Luo Fei turned his head and glanced, his expression momentarily trance.

The two beautiful girls leaned together and slept on the same quilt. They had the same amazing faces, just like the scene of the squad leader and Luo Jiajia sleeping together.

At this moment, he had an illusion.

It seemed that the monitor was always there and never left.

Luo Jiajia raised his head, looked at his gaze, and said blankly: "Does it look good?"

Luo Fei was startled and nodded subconsciously: "It looks good."

He didn't know what the girl was asking, but the scenery in front of him, no matter what it was, was beautiful.

"Would you like to come and watch?"

Luo Jiajia's eyes became cold.

Luo Fei immediately woke up, quickly closed his eyes, and continued to pack his clothes.

Suddenly, he found the rectangular iron box in the closet.

"Luo Jiajia, do you have to carry this tin box tomorrow?"

He took the tin box out of the cabinet. From the weight point of view, it was the same as the last time he took a peek. There should be nothing in it.

Luo Jiajia looked down at the book and said indifferently: "Throw it away."

"Throw it away?"

Luo Fei was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

She hid this tin box like a baby. It was the only thing her mother left her. Why did she suddenly throw it away?

"Luo Jiajia, are you sure, you want to throw it away?"

He asked again.

Luo Jiajia ignored him and turned his head down.

It seems to be really sure to throw it away.

Luo Fei was afraid that she would regret it, so he decided to take it to the room later and put the things in the storage ring.

Anyway, this space is not bad.

Luo Jiajia doesn't have many things.

In addition to clothes and shoes, there are some books and other scattered things.

After packing his clothes, he put the books in another box.

Then pack up other things.

Opening the drawer, he suddenly saw another wooden box, which was exactly the same as the wooden box on the dressing table.

He raised his head and glanced at the wooden box in the corner of the dressing table. After confirming that it was two wooden boxes, he quickly looked at the **** the bed and said, "Luo Jiajia, why do you have such a wooden box? Who gave it to you?"

Luo Jiajia looked down at the book and did not speak.

Luo Fei stared at her for a while, and saw that she did not respond. He looked down at the wooden box in his hand. He wanted to open it. He was inexplicably anxious. He always felt that he might suddenly discover a terrible secret.

He hesitated and looked at Luo Jiajia: "This wooden box, can I open it for a look?"

Luo Jiajia still did not speak.

But Luo Fei knew that her attention should have been on this wooden box.

Because Luo Fei heard that, she hadn't turned the book for several minutes.

"Then I opened it."

Luo Fei said again. After seeing that she still hadn't responded, he solemnly put the wooden box on the desk, then sat down on the stool and opened it carefully.

But the wooden box was empty and there was nothing.

It's not the same as he imagined.

There is a sheath in his wooden box, and according to the monitor, there is also a letter.

And now suddenly there is a wooden box that is exactly the same. Then, shouldn't there be something in this wooden box?

At least there should be a letter, right?

Well, there may be something in it, but it was hidden by this long-legged bunny.

For some reason, he was a little disappointed and inexplicably relieved.

When he was about to close the wooden box, he suddenly remembered the two lines of small characters at the bottom of his wooden box: The sharp edge is too sharp, and it will eventually break; it is wrapped in a sheath and kept by life.

So, will there be fine print on the bottom of this wooden box?

He immediately uncovered the red cushion at the bottom and looked at the bottom of the wooden box.

Sure enough, there are two lines of fine print on the bottom of the box.

He watched carefully: each other is moist, dependent on each other, guarding each other, and growing old together.

The number of words is the same, and the meaning seems very similar.

Is there any connection between these two wooden boxes?

In other words, the two wooden boxes are actually together?

Is it the story of his father and Luo Jiajia's mother?

It should not be.

Recalling carefully now, there seems to be no relationship between the man and Luo Jiajia's mother.

Perhaps it was the stories of other men and women, and then these two wooden boxes fell into their hands.

Maybe the wooden box itself doesn't make any sense, it just happens to be used to hold things.

But what does that sheath mean?

And that letter.

That letter should have been left to him by that man.

It's a pity that the letter was taken over by this long-legged bunny. I don't know if it was torn, but he couldn't see it anyway.

Close the wooden box silently.

He still couldn't help but looked at the rabbit on the bed and said, "Luo Jiajia, why is this wooden box empty? What was in it?"

This time, Luo Jiajia looked up at him and said blankly: "Do you want to see it?"

Luo Fei nodded quickly: "I want to see."

Luo Jiajia said: "Oh, then I won't show it to you."

After speaking, continue to look down at the book.

Luo Fei: "..."

Isn't this playing him?

Excessive!

Miss Tong Yan Joke couldn't help but laugh.

Luo Fei didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore, picked up the bag, put the wooden box and comb, hair dryer, and other things in it.

"Everything is packed."

Luo Fei put everything in the corner of the room and pointed to one of the boxes and said: "Your clothes are in this box. If you want to wear tomorrow, look for it inside. The shoes are in the bag, on the shoe cabinet outside. There are also shoes and slippers. I will pack it tomorrow morning. Luo Jiajia, go to bed early and get up early tomorrow. Also, don’t take the opportunity to bully Yan Yan."

After speaking, he walked out of the room and helped them close the door.

Tong Yanyan blushed and looked down at the phone.

Luo Jiajia lifted his gaze from the book and looked at the empty room. After a while, he looked at the shy girl next to him and said, "Want to sleep with Luo Fei?"

Tong Yanyan trembled, lowered her head, her cheeks flushed: "I...I..."

"Reply."

Luo Jiajia's voice turned cold.

Tong Yanyan quickly said ashamedly: "I want to..."

Luo Jiajia stared at her for a while, and said, "Go."

Tong Yanyan opened her eyes wide and looked at her flushed.

Luo Jiajia retracted his gaze and looked down at the book.

Tong Yanyan was ashamed and afraid, and he hesitated for a while, Fang tremblingly opened the quilt, got out of the bed, lowered his head, and walked to the door.

Luo Jiajia looked at her majestic **** gently beating under the large T-shirt and the light, his eyes flashed, and suddenly said: "Turn off the light and come up to sleep."

"what?"

Tong Yanyan froze, turned around and looked at her with wide eyes.

Luo Jiajia also looked at her coldly.

"Oh oh."

Tong Yanyan hurriedly walked to the door, turned off the light, and returned with her head lowered. She awkwardly climbed onto the bed, and got into the quilt tremblingly with a confused expression.

Luo Jiajia turned on the bedside lamp and continued to read the book.

Tong Yanyan lay down, turned her head to secretly look at her suffocating cheeks under the light, secretly wondering: Sister Jiajia is so strange, and she is so strange to Luo Fei.

Then he secretly envied: Jia Jia is so beautiful, she doesn't use milk in the bath every night, her skin is so good, she still has a very fragrant and good smell on her body.

She secretly looked at her **** again, the wide white shirt did not cover her proud breasts.

Tong Yanju's lovely lady's heart secretly said: Sister Jia Jia's **** are not small.

Thinking wildly, sleepiness soon came.

I am so tired today.

At noon, I accompanied Luo Fei to find sister Jiajia, and in the afternoon, I accompanied Jiajia to the shopping mall.

But after only strolling around, Jia Jia disappeared from the crowd.

She couldn't find it how to find it.

She searched the whole mall several times, and when she was about to cry in a hurry, Sister Jiajia only appeared, and then immediately took her to the university again.

After walking on campus for a while, he returned and said he wanted to go home.

Although she has many questions in her mind, she dare not ask.

Sister Jiajia also told her not to tell Luo Fei about the afternoon.

She has become sister Jiajia’s spy now, and of course she will not secretly tell Luo Fei about Sister Jiajia, but rather save her before, what happened in her home, and what happened in school. Everything was told to Sister Jia Jia in one mind.

Although she was very shy, and although she felt very sorry for Luo Fei, facing sister Jiajia's gaze, she did not dare to hide it.

It doesn't matter, sister Jiajia is Luo Fei's sister, she just cares about Luo Fei.

Sister Jiajia is withdrawn and not talkative. She usually doesn't know how to care about Luo Fei or communicate with Luo Fei. I don't know what Luo Fei is doing every day, so I want to know through her.

Only by knowing what Luo Fei usually does can Sister Jiajia care about Luo Fei better.

It should be like this.

So the guilt in her heart for classmate Luo Fei gradually disappeared.

After thinking about it for a while, her eyes finally closed.

She had a dream.

In the dream, she lived with classmate Luo Fei in Kyoto, as well as sister Jiajia.

By the way, there is little Jia Fei.

A family of four, living happily, every day I can see the beautiful and gentle faces of Luo Fei...

Student Luo Fei even hugged her face and kissed her, and told her: "Classmate Yan Yan, I love you, love you forever..."

laugh.

In the room, the bedside lamp was still on.

Luo Jiajia turned his head, looked at the happy smile on the face of the girl next to him, hesitated, stretched out his hand and touched her chest.

Then, he touched his own, frowning slightly.

Another half hour passed.

She put down the book and turned off the light, but instead of lying down to sleep, she got up from the bed and went out of the room.

With bare feet, there is no sound underneath.

She walked to the door of his room, stood quietly outside for a while, then gently opened the door and walked in.

Tomorrow will get up early to go to Kyoto, so he is already asleep.

Breathe evenly and sleep soundly.

She stood by the bed and looked at him silently in the dark.

After watching for a long time, Fang stretched out his hand and gently opened his quilt and pulled up his clothes.

The black spot on the back has disappeared.

But on his back and chest, there were blue scars everywhere, and the tiger's mouth on his hand also exploded.

She sat down slowly by the bed, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the scars on his body, her eyes were no longer the indifference of the day, full of tenderness.

"Little squad leader... kiss..."

Luo Fei's chest touched by her suddenly moved, his mouth was dreaming, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

Luo Jiajia's slender fingers stiffened slightly, and removed from his chest, with dark and deep eyes staring at him in the darkness.

"Woo..."

The wind blew through the window, and there was a whimper, like the cry of a certain soul in the dark night.

Luo Jiajia raised his head and looked out the window, the tenderness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, becoming as cold as frost.

She helped him pull up his clothes, covered the quilt, and stared at his beautiful face while he was asleep for a while, hesitated, lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek like a dragonfly, then got up and left.

Out of the room, closed the door.

She walked to the window in the living room and looked at the dim and lonely street lamp outside the community.

In the past nights, he would always go there, with the figure, whispering under the lamp, or hugging and kissing.

Every time he came back and walked into the community, he had a happy and sweet smile on his face.

Of course, there are also disappointments.

But now, the smile on his face is gone.

Even when she watched her forcefully smile, she smiled so reluctantly and ugly.

His expression was lonely, his eyes were in a trance, and his body exuded an aura of loneliness and sadness, as if he had returned to those lonely nights.

She has always been with him, but he has always been alone.

Until she appeared.

There was a smile on his face, and he rode her on a bicycle every morning, or sat behind her, the smile in his eyes was brighter than the sun.

He will never again sit alone in the corner of the room in the dead of night, like the empty shell of his soul, without any emotions or feelings.

He will never go to school alone again, even if he is bullied on the road, he will be silent like a walking dead.

He is happy.

But this happiness and that smile did not last long.

She left.

He seemed to be back to the past overnight.

"Woo..."

Outside the window, there was another night wind blowing, whimpering.

Under the silver moonlight, her long black hair draped behind her suddenly seemed to have been dyed by moonlight, all turned into frosty silver, lightly dancing in a room without night wind.

Her tall body, who was originally wearing a large shirt, suddenly became silvery and shimmering in the moonlight, cold and cold.

On the slender waist, there was a silver snowflake gleaming.

Suddenly a silver mask was added to her beautiful and cold cheeks under the moonlight, which concealed her amazing face, but could not conceal her cool and charming eyes.

But the pupils of those eyes gradually turned into a light blue as beautiful as the sky.

She still can't see the red.

But she can see all the black.

As the night breeze blew, long silver hair was dancing lightly in front of the window, and the temperature dropped sharply throughout the living room.

A thin layer of frost condensed on the window glass.

The little white tiger, who was lying on the sofa with wide eyes peeking, shuddered suddenly, jumped down with a "swish", got under the sofa, shivering.

But soon, the temperature in the living room returned to normal.

When Xiao Baihu poked his head out of the sofa with fear, and looked at the window again with his eyes wide open, the figure like the goddess of moonlight disappeared without knowing when.

Xiao Baihu was stunned for a while, and immediately climbed out of the sofa, then walked to the door of the violent room, opened the door with his head, and walked in.

It jumped on the bed expertly, stretched out its paw, and patted the guy on the cheek.

"Snapped!"

It was slapped and flew out and fell to the ground.

"Woo..."

It screamed angrily, but was suddenly grabbed by its head, carried it up, stuffed it into the quilt, and caught it between its legs.

The **** shook it a few times, then fell asleep.

abnormal! Son of a bitch!

It bared with sharp teeth and wanted to kill him in one bite, but thinking of the terrible consequences, it had to swallow its anger again and admit its grievances.

Several figures stood in the shadow of the big tree downstairs.

There are eyes staring at the front and back of Building 6.

A middle-aged man, who was about forty years old, wearing a black costume, raised his head in the dark and looked at the window.

"sure?"

"Senior, don’t worry, I’ve already explored many times and brought the equipment from the department. There are absolutely no other awakened people around the community, and the residents in the community. The master hidden behind the kid may happen to have something and has already left. ."

"Senior, there are barriers around the community. Even if a master suddenly appears, he won't be able to get in for a while."

"Senior, there are three people in the room. In addition to that kid's sister, there is another girl who is at the same table with that kid. Would you like to be together later..."

Zhou Zhengfeng retracted his gaze from the upper window, looked at the remaining trunks of the broken trees in the community, and said with a faint expression: "My nephew, did you lose to him here? If you lose, you lose. , Why did you suddenly lose your life?"

Then he sighed slightly: "Hey, there is only such a young child in my Zhou family, who has become an awakened one."

The others bowed their heads and dared not speak.

"Let's go, go straight upstairs. The old man wants to see for himself, what kind of three-headed and six-armed boy he can live to now."

Zhou Zhengfeng lifted his steps and walked into the building.

But suddenly, he stiffened, turned his head and looked behind him.

No one followed.

The men who were still talking to him just now, suddenly stopped in place, motionless.

A sense of chill that made his skin tingle suddenly hit him.