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Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a long time: "It's true...... Really? ”

Fei Du glanced at him, the corners of his eyes naturally had a little curvature, and they were swept away by the cold wind, and they were slightly red. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Wenzhou woke up, met his gaze, but he couldn't find the north, as if he had been tricked, he followed Fei Du's movements and got out of the car, and used a mine-like caution to touch Fei Du's left shoulder to his right shoulder, as if he had touched the flesh and bone through the thick coat, and he didn't dare to touch it, but he just put an arm on Fei Du's shoulder, half-hugged him, and thought slowly in his heart: "What is this trouble?" ”

Then a little cold wind blew, Luo Wenzhou woke up for a moment, came back to his senses, and thought: "Let him carry me, isn't this nonsense?" ”

Luo Wenzhou laughed dryly, and was about to retract his hand in a sneering manner, but Fei Du grabbed his wrist and carried it out of the car directly.

Luo Wenzhou was so frightened by him that he hooked Fei Du's shoulders in a mess - especially this young man obviously underestimated his weight, his legs trembled a little when he stood up, and he stumbled under his feet.

Luo Wenzhou's tongue and teeth were tied together: "Wait, wait, wait, put me down first, let me down, I'm what, I'm afraid of heights." ”

Fei Du stood firm and laughed: "Lock the car, the key is in my pocket." ”

Luo Wenzhou hurriedly digged out: "Baby, let's have something to say, that hero you ...... You put me down...... Hey, don't mind! Why don't you leave without a 'sit still' prompt! Slow down, slow down! ”

The parking space is not a few steps away from the door of the building, Luo Wenzhou's family lives on the first floor, just such a little road, Fei Du will not be able to carry him no matter how empty he is, but Luo Wenzhou is very good at self-intimidation, all the way frightened, always feel that his feet are hanging in the air, lying on an antique porcelain bottle, this porcelain bottle is usually placed in the glass cover he is careless, at this time he was pressed by himself to sway, so that he did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere, lest he pant loudly, rubbing off the glaze of this baby porcelain bottle.

He could feel Fei Du's breathing a little rapid, exhaling a little bit of temperature at the neckline, his long hair was hidden in the scarf, only a lock fell out, and the soft one hung down on the neckline, and the hard bones in Fei Du's back pressed against his chest, stabbing him a little distressed.

Luo Wenzhou's heart hurt, he couldn't help but be cheap, he leaned over, gently rubbed Fei Du's hair with the tip of his nose, inhaled deeply at his neckline, and then whispered in Fei Du's ear: "I think of a sentence." ”

Fei Du: "Huh? ”

"Ancient road," Luo Wenzhou pointed to the staircase with one hand, and put it in his ear to feel the small cold wind from Siberia, "West Wind ......"

Then he poked Fei Du on the shoulder: "Skinny horse...... Hey, don't don't, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, brother, this old waist can't afford to fall, you take it easy. ”

"It's leather, but it's so thin that it hurts my ribs." After a while, Luo Wenzhou had to complain obediently, "I'm not at home, and I haven't eaten well, so I'll exercise with me every day in the future." ”

Fei Du gasped a little, and laughed angrily at him: "Yes, I didn't make a twelve-layer mattress, and I was wronged by Her Royal Highness the princess - how about getting up at six o'clock in the morning for morning exercises?" ”

Luo Wenzhou was poked in the death hole, and reached out to strangle Fei Du's neck: "Little cub." ”

In this way, he touched Fei Du's chin again, and couldn't help rubbing his somewhat sharp chin twice: "I said, go back to Tao Ran's place to eat, and let you take a small broken coffee machine upstairs, you won't do it, why is it so good today - is there something I'm sorry for these days, huh?" ”

Fei Du thought for a while: "There is one thing." ”

Luo Wenzhou was stunned.

Fei Du rested for a moment before raising his feet and stepping up the steps: "I'm sorry to like you very much without permission." ”

Luo Wenzhou: "......"

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the handrail of the stairs next to him, forcibly stopped Fei Du's footsteps, and then broke free without saying a word, grabbing Fei Du's scarf.

The last two stairs were forcibly pulled up by him.

Luo Wenzhou took out the key indiscriminately, opened the door lock instinctively without looking, stuffed Fei Du into the entrance with his hand, and pressed it on the door fiercely.

Luo Yiguo heard the door ringing, and came out to probe his brain as usual, but unfortunately Luo Wenzhou stepped on his tail with his blind foot, and the cat screamed miserably, jumped up more than two feet high, and hit his head on the hanger next to him.

The center of gravity of the thin hanger with a sense of art was unstable, and he couldn't help the crit of the fifteen-pound fat cat, and he fell down in response, just cut off from the middle of the two people, and the stick like the Chu River Han realm hit the mandarin duck, and then, the curved long hook scraped the small wall lamp in the entrance, and in the scream of Luo Yiguo, even the bulb and the lampshade fell to the ground together, and there was a "broken peace".

Fei Du: "......"

Luo Wenzhou: "......"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Luo Wenzhou squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I must stew that hairy bastard today." ”

When Luo Yiguo heard this, he became more and more angry, launched an attack from the shoe cabinet, put a set of deadly claws on Luo Wenzhou, and coldly grabbed the sleeves of his coat and opened the thread. Then it leaped over the debris in a rage, jumped in a triple jump, jumped to the top of the cat's climbing frame, and sulked condescendingly.

Luo Wenzhou: "Luo Yiguo, I'll fight with you!" ”

Fei Du laughed.

Luo Wenzhou glared at him for a while, and quietly moved away from the toe that was smashed by the hanger, and he couldn't gather any temper in his heart.

He felt like a loser emperor in the negative textbook, listening to the demon who brought disaster to the country and the people for a hundred years, he laughed once, and it was not a problem to destroy the country and destroy his body, let alone break a sleeve under the cat's claws?

"After watching the cat demolish the house, can it be regarded as making you happy?" Luo Wenzhou muttered angrily, "I was silent all the way, and I promised to say anything, which made me feel upset in my heart, thinking that you were holding back some big move." ”

Fei Du was stunned for a moment, and smiled slightly.

"I'm still thinking, if you kid say something like 'inappropriate, let's disperse', I'll kill you, so you won't be able to get out of bed next year," Luo Wenzhou reached into Fei Du's hair and hurt him heavily, "Because of what?" Be...... What happened that day in the EcoPark? ”

Fei Du paused: "I thought you would feel ......"

"Don't you think you're a good thing?" Luo Wenzhou sighed, across the tattered ground, he leaned over and pulled Fei Du's collar, his lips brushed over the tip of his nose, "You were indeed a little scary that day, do you know what I was thinking?" ”

Fei Du: "What? ”

"I'm glad I watched you...... Tsk, as a man who saves the world with beauty, Nobel should really give me a □□. ”

Fei Du: "......"

"Kidding you," Luo Wenzhou let go of him, bent down to pick up the hanger on the ground, "Without me, you have grown so big, I know you know what you know, don't you?" ”

Fei Du looked at him without blinking, as if he wanted to burn his outline with his gaze, put it into the deepest and darkest place in his heart, and show it to no one.

"What do you see," Luo Wenzhou, with his indestructible face, was actually a little embarrassed by him - he also thought that the word "sorry" had been unloaded from the thesaurus by himself, "If you don't help clean it up, you know that you don't have any eyesight but me, who else wants you?" ”

On the last night of the year, the first thing the two of them did when they entered the house was to clean up the messy entrance.

Luo Wenzhou gathered the fragments of the glass lampshade and the light bulb, and Fei Du began to toss the corpses left on the wall by the dead wall lamp.

He replaced the half of the light bulb that was attached to it, and got a wire out of nowhere, and after a few random strokes of the sharp pliers, he found a small bracket that could just fit onto the light bulb, and then he ran to the basement and dug out a tattered bicycle basket out of nowhere.

After Luo Wenzhou cleaned up the dishes and stewed the braised pork over low heat, he found that Fei Du had repaired and cut the old basket in a few places and put it on the iron bracket on the light bulb, and the basket immediately became a set of lampshades that were very suitable for posing for photos, which complemented the slim hanger next to the "accident", as if they were originally a set.

The water in the casserole boiled, the smell wafted out, Luo Yipot looked at the meat, gave the shoveler its cheap forgiveness, jumped down again and spun around at Luo Wenzhou's feet.

Luo Wenzhou leaned against the wall, calculating the fire in his heart, watching Fei Du with his back to him, cleaning up the tools he had used and the wire he had cut out.

For a time, those frenzied suspects, hoarse victims, intricate old cases, and indistinguishable moles...... Suddenly, they all left his world on their own.

His heart was as quiet as an old soup boiled over a slight fire, steaming slowly, and it took a long time before a bubble bubbled, and the bubbles that came out were counted as one, and the beginning and turn were not hasty, and they only exploded when they were overflowing, and then the aroma came out.

It was the smell of home, and it smelled like a sense of contentment, as if the dust could settle like this for the rest of your life.

Luo Wenzhou clasped his arms in front of his chest, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes slightly.

This time, he felt that the time was finally ripe, and the words that had been hastily uttered flowed to his lips naturally, and he opened his mouth and called Fei Du: "Hey, troublesome." ”

"......," Fei Du said, "Uncle, what are you doing?" ”

Luo Wenzhou looked at the ceiling, then at the floor, bent down and picked up the heavy Luo Yiguo, pinched the cat's paw and asked, "When are you going to give the uncle a name?" ”

Fei Du paused, and then he didn't say a word, lowered his head and rummaged through the wire that he had just cut, cut a piece of suitable length, and very dexterously twisted it into a spiral ring with three rings stacked together with needle-nose pliers, blew off the crumbs on it, kissed it to his mouth, and then turned around and knelt down.

Luo Wenzhou and Luo Yiguo fried their hair together, and leaned back at the same time, Luo Yiguo hit Luo Wenzhou's shoulder, and Luo Wenzhou hit the wall.

Fei Du: "The size must be just right, are you willing to wear it?" ”

On the same day, Luo Wenzhou proved to him the unreasonable nature of the nickname "old man", and sure enough, Mr. Fei "can only get out of bed next year".

Luo Yiguo was locked out of the master bedroom door again, but His Majesty Cat got a bowl of braised pork without seasoning, so he generously cut a piece of the master bedroom in the territory to two humans, and temporarily ignored it.

One year, another year.

Xiao Haiyang left the interrogation room amid Lu Guosheng's angry roar, and the hysterical scolding seemed to contain some kind of magic, glowing, windproof and cold, and made him as light as a swallow. He ran up the street in the howling cold wind, passed through the crowds of young people who were keeping vigil in the squares and commercial streets, jumped on a bus bound for the outside of the city, and sat for more than an hour to reach the terminal, and then tirelessly walked on his legs for more than half an hour to arrive at a small cemetery in the middle of nowhere.

The cemetery was naturally closed, Xiao Haiyang took out his "agility" comparable to a bear, jumped over the wall and got into the cemetery, and found a simple stone stele.

The street lamp not far away came down obliquely, and Xiao Haiyang saw the black and white Gu Zhao on the tombstone, he was still in the prime of life, but his expression was a little out of shape, because he was a little afraid of the camera, and he was nervous when he took pictures, and the photos were always not as good as himself.

Xiao Haiyang suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart, as if he had been bullied outside when he was very young, and walked back all the way to save face, until he finally broke the gong when he saw this man, and the grievances he endured became even more intense, always making him can't help but throw himself into the man's arms and cry.

His glasses were blurred, and the heat steamed from his mouth, nose, and eye sockets, and the white vapor bubbled up like a human-shaped steam oven. The steam stove walked slowly a few steps, bending down to hold the cold stone tablet, wanting to vent as happily as it had been a long time ago.

Suddenly, a faint scent entered his somewhat sluggish nose.

Xiao Haiyang was stunned for a moment, and then, he realized that the smell came from the tombstone, like the smell of some kind of leave-in detergent, Xiao Haiyang hurriedly wiped the eyes that were messed up, turned on the flashlight, and found that the tombstone had been wiped very carefully, even the corners were spotless, and there was a bouquet of fresh flowers under the tombstone.

Xiao Haiyang frowned slowly, and said to himself, "Uncle Gu, who has been here just now?" ”

Back then, Gu Zhao's body was collected by his mother alone with a seriously ill body, because the cause of death was not honorable, the stubborn old lady didn't tell anyone, indifferently rejected Gu Zhao's colleagues who wanted to help her in private, and quietly took out her savings to buy a remote and cheap small cemetery and placed him here.

Xiao Haiyang relied on the fact that he was a child at that time, and followed the old lady all the way with a dead face, and the old lady saw that he couldn't drive away no matter how he was, so she followed him. Xiao Haiyang clearly remembered that Gu Zhao did not have a funeral, nor did he notify relatives and friends, and on the day of the burial, only his mother and himself were present.

So who scrubs the tombstones and places the flowers?

Today is not Gu Zhao's death day, and there is no local custom of sweeping tombs in the solar calendar.

Is this mysterious visitor because he just learned that Gu Zhao's case is going to be retried?

But that hasn't been announced to the public yet...... Even internally, only the relevant staff in charge of Lu Guosheng's case heard a shadow.

Who will it be?