Thinking of this, I can't help but wonder a little: Do I know Bing Cuo Ling so well? What kind of private matter is so mysterious? Even Mu Lao can't listen to it, and he has to talk to me alone?

As the curiosity in my heart gradually intensified, I unconsciously accelerated the pace of walking back......

When I got to the courtyard of the old house, I first habitually looked into the living room - but strangely, I found that the ice cube Ling Na didn't seem to be in the living room.

What did this guy do?

I walked into the yard step by step, looked left and right, and found that this guy was not in the yard either. I was puzzled, and hurriedly walked into the living room—I saw that there was no half a figure in the living room at this time, but the teacup that the guy had just drunk was still there, and the heat was floating there.

Looking at the teacup, I began to open my mind again: with the police and bandit TV series I watched, I judged that Bing Cube Ling should not have gone far. However, while I was standing there and thinking nonsense, a cold voice sounded in the bedroom in the back room:

"Coming back?"

"it!"

Hearing this guy's sudden words from the bedroom, I was so frightened that I scolded and looked in the direction of the bedroom in horror - but this guy just said this, and the person did not come out of the bedroom. I wondered: What is this guy doing in the house? Could it be...... The injury has recurred?

Thinking of this, I didn't care about the heart that was scared by him just now, and hurriedly walked to the bedroom door.

The bedroom door wasn't closed, and I looked in—I saw that the ice cube was not the same old wound as I thought, but ...... Silently packing up!

I looked at Bing Cube Ling, who was seriously packing his luggage, in surprise, and immediately put behind him the private matter he was going to ask me something, and subconsciously asked:

"You, you're leaving?"

"Hmm. ”

He didn't even raise his head, just answered lightly.

Looking at the luggage in his hand, which had almost been sorted out, I was a little flustered in my heart, and immediately, I hurriedly asked:

"Where are you going?"

"Go to that place of your dreams. ”

After he stuffed the last piece of clothing into his backpack, he said indifferently.

"Hey, you haven't told me where my dream is?"

Looking at his posture as if he was about to leave, I panicked even more, and hurriedly asked, trying to get him to stay for a while.

Hearing my question, Bing Cube Ling still didn't look up, but just replied to me coldly:

"It's not about you. ”

Hearing his indifferent words, I felt a little lost in my heart, but I was more anxious because of the strange wound on his body, so I said with an unhappy face:

"Hey, why don't you keep your promises? Didn't you say okay? I'll tell you what I dreamed about, you tell me where you went, why are you still playing with this and vomiting?"

Bing Cu Ling listened to me say such a long list of words, first stopped his hand to pack his luggage slightly, and after a while of silence, he sighed slowly:

"I'm going to sea. ”

Hearing this guy suddenly come to such a sentence, my heart froze, and I hurriedly asked:

"Where to go to sea? You still have injuries on your body, how can you walk around casually!"

This time, however, he didn't answer my question, and just continued to pack his luggage in silence.

Looking at his unreasonable appearance, I was very anxious: I quickly think of a way to stabilize this guy first--yes!

Thinking of this, I hurriedly spoke:

"Hey, didn't you just say you had something 'private' to ask me......? What's going on?"

When he heard my words, I saw his hand pulling the zipper of his backpack, and it trembled slightly.

"Well, I do have something I want to ask you. ”

He gently zipped up his backpack, turned his head, looked at me with his bottomless gaze, and said coldly - although his expression and demeanor were no different from usual, but somehow, I actually felt that this guy seemed to ...... There was a little nervousness.

Is it my delusion?

Thinking like this in my heart, I carefully looked at Comrade Ling Wen in front of me, who still had a "Xuan Bing face". After watching it for a long time, I silently came to a conclusion in my mind - sure enough, it was my delusion.

However, just as I had already looked at him several times in my heart, this guy suddenly opened his mouth and asked me:

"The man who committed suicide in your dream, he ...... Is it dead?"

"Huh?" Hearing that this guy, who has always been witty, suddenly asked such an inexplicable question, I was stunned, looked at the ice cube Ling Na in a daze, and stammered:

"He, co-author, you even want to ask Mu Lao to leave, and make a mysterious 'private matter'...... Just, you want to ask this?"

Bing Ling looked at me in disbelief, but he didn't speak, just stared at me quietly, waiting for me to answer his question.

Looking at his expression that didn't seem like a joke, I couldn't help but murmur to myself: How do I know if he is dead or not? Lao Tzu is just dreaming, not watching a movie, how do I know what the end of that person is?......

However, looking at Bing Cu Ling's expression, he should be quite concerned about this matter...... Hmph, since that's the case, then don't blame Lao Tzu for sitting on the ground and raising the price! Lao Tzu can't let you go easily this time -- either to go with you and see what kind of fame you have, or to leave you here and let you take good care of your injuries!

I made up my mind, I hurriedly took out my talent as an "actor" - I first put on a thoughtful look, "pondered" for a long time, and after a while, I saw that the time was almost up, so I quickly pretended to be dizzy, put on a face full of grievances, and whispered to Bing Fang Ling:

"I, I don't remember exactly, but...... If I had to dream it again, or if I was lucky enough to be there, I might be able to remember it......"

But as soon as I said that, I regretted it -- shit! What a bad excuse for bullshit! I heard it myself!

But what I say is spilled water, and I can only lie as much as I can......

Just as I was trying to make up as much nonsense as possible, Bing Cube Ling stood aside coldly, watching me "perform" there, and his poker face remained unchanged. During the performance, I kept peeking at this guy's expression - but looking at his appearance, I was originally very confident in my acting skills, and I began to panic slightly: Could it be ...... Is it true that my acting skills have regressed too much?

Thinking of this, I slowly raised my eyes to see what this guy's expression was again, but just as I peeked at him, I found that this guy's deep eyes were also quietly watching me - we just looked at each other, and the awkward atmosphere made the air around me begin to freeze a little.

He should be...... See through me.

Looking at his indifferent expression, which seemed to be slightly mocking, I couldn't help but feel a slight chill in my heart: With the cleverness of this guy, my little trick is really a big knife in front of Guan Gong - I can't help myself.

Thinking of this, I was the first to withdraw my gaze from him and lowered my head. However, just when I suppressed the bitterness in my heart and wanted to tell him the truth, Bing Cube Ling, who was standing opposite me, suddenly said coldly:

"Come with me. ”

"Uh...... Huh?"

When I heard this, I jerked my head up and looked at his statuesque face in shock—I couldn't believe my ears at that moment!

Wait, could I have misheard?

"You...... What are you talking about?" I asked with some hesitation, looking at Bing Culin.

"I said, you come with me. Bing Cube Ling looked at me helplessly, and said lightly again.

"Holy!"

Hearing this guy say this sentence again, I felt as if a 10,000-sound firecracker had been lit in my heart, and I almost flew up with joy, I forcibly suppressed the excitement in my heart, and looked at the ice cube Ling Na with bright eyes, still a little incredulous:

"You really ...... You want to take me away?"

"The ugly words lie ahead - life and death are fate. ”

Bing Cu Ling glanced at me who was excited and something, turned around, put the luggage on the ground, and said coldly.

Hearing his non-positive answer to me, my heart was overjoyed, and I looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Damn!haha...... Comrade Ling Wen! You are two meters two today!" (To be continued.) )