237, there is no such thing
I don't bother to care about how Zhang Zhiwei wants to do this so-called "Liangren Gang". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info What bothers me the most right now is, of course, the state of Roze.
I still haven't woken up a little bit, and I'm not in good spirits. There are a lot of weird things about him, such as he doesn't need to participate in military training, but he came to the school early, and he stays there all the time, what is he usually doing? The second point is the sleepwalking last night, this kid sleepwalked several times in one night, and now I don't know if he forgot it all.
So I asked him, "Where did you go last night?" ā
He was washing his face and came out, dragging it step by step, "What's wrong?" Am I sleepwalking? ā
I shrugged, "What do you say yourself?" ā
"Then have I ever held a watermelon knife in my hand and touched your head and said that this melon is ripe?"
I want to beat him up, what is that? Compare my head to a watermelon? Is there such a handsome watermelon?
Also, I don't know if Feng Lei is also very irritable, after all, Luo Ze may have gone to his side several times last night alone.
"And what have you been doing?" I asked him more curiously.
He replied, "I see that you have just sleepwalked, otherwise why are you so unmotivated?" ā
Sure enough, this kid looks full of energy, but I don't have much energy. Whoever has been tossed around for so long at night has no good spirit, right? The question is, how can he be so energetic?
Even more strange was that he took out a snakeskin bag from the closet, which seemed to contain quite a few things.
I quickly climbed out of bed, "What are you doing?" The door is still open, are you going to take out the contents of it? ā
He was stunned for a moment, "Spirit, you?" This is something my dad sent me, what's wrong? ā
I quickly closed the door, he was untying the snakeskin bag. This kid is a little too bold, and it seems that he really doesn't know what's inside. And I was even more strange that he had already opened the bag last night and had taken out all the contents of it.
I remember that the pistol and night suit I had on my body were taken out of it.
It's just that I don't have a pistol on me now; Check the bed, not even the night clothes.
He's put it all away?
I watched him a little nervously, and if he took out a grenade or something from it, I wonder what his expression would be. Maybe it was a turning point for me to tell him that I was born again, that he was my brother, that he had come from the outside world to save me. It's just that he didn't succeed before, but hung up, so he can be regarded as reborn now, but all his memories are gone.
He pulled out a red plastic bag that looked like it contained a round thing that seemed to be dripping with oil.
Is it really hard to eat?
What about his knives? And what about his pistol? What about his grenades? Where did it go?
Putting the thing on the table, he looked up at me, "Eat or not?" ā
Is it really foody?
"So kind? Give it to me? ā
"I can't eat alone anyway, it'll go bad if I leave it for a long time." He took out the stuff bag by pack, and it looked like it was all eating. There are a lot of things, and they are also very messy, it really looks like it's just a specialty snack, and even he took out a thermos flask, and when he opened it, there was a smell of chicken soup floating out of it.
Something is wrong, how is this possible? I saw him take out a weapon from this bag last night, could it be that I was dazzled?
He set the snakeskin bag aside, just as he had done last night. Curious, I couldn't help but go over to check if there was anything in the bag, but there really wasn't.
And he started drinking chicken soup instead.
I took advantage of his lack of attention and slammed open his closet, which contained only a small backpack and a few pieces of clothing, and nothing else. The little backpack obviously didn't fit his long knife.
"What are you doing?" He grabbed me anxiously and closed the closet door.
I was speechless.
After locking the closet, "You are really a bit of a pervert, for the sake of being in the same bedroom, I don't care about you." ā
"You...... Really didn't go out last night? ā
"Where can I go?"
"Didn't dream either?"
"What dreams can I have?"
"You don't usually want to kill that slut?"
He almost squirted out a mouthful of chicken soup, "What slut? ā
"Zhang Xuan, which other slut?"
He rolled his eyes, "I'm an old classmate with her, what are you going to do with her?" ā
"But you say she's a demon."
"So what?"
The dormitory was so big, and there was nowhere to hide his weapons and equipment. And he used to live with Zhang Zhiwei and them, if he really wanted to have any secrets, he should have been discovered by Zhang Zhiwei and them. Only Zhang Zhiwei said that he would sleepwalk.
Now the question is, was it me who was sleepwalking last night? In this case, it looks like I'm just sleepwalking.
Could it be that he really slept here all the time? And I sleepwalked out, fantasizing about taking me out?
How else can I explain that there will be hands holding me underground? Maybe it's not sleepwalking at all, it's just a dream of mine.
I took the lunch box, which I hadn't used since it was handed out, washed it, poured most of the chicken broth into it, looked at him, and took a sip.
It's really chicken soup and it tastes really good.
But I wasn't in a good mood. This thing now feels like poison in your mouth. I really enjoyed seeing him.
"How's your house?"
"What can I do?"
"Your mom is very sick?"
"You want to care?"
"At least you still have mom and dad, don't you?"
"Don't you?"
"Died early."
At this point, he looked at me a little softer, and nodded, "It's delicious, isn't it?" ā
I nodded and said yes, and I couldn't find anything to say for a while, but I wondered if it was just a dream last night. Dreams are such a thing. In the big picture, isn't the whole world a dream right now? It's just that in this context, how can I still dream? Because I don't seem to remember that I couldn't dream before.
I was suddenly stunned, because it really never seemed to dream; Even if I thought it was just a dream when I watched the movie with Xia Shenxin, but what about the real situation? It wasn't a dream.
Does that mean, what happened last night wasn't a dream? Does it mean that he really sleepwalked and became a real cloud, and took me to the wind and thunder?
But I'm not sure.
"Today is a day off, I'm going out, what about you?" He asked suddenly.
Have a day off for the holidays? I don't understand it. Because the military training has just ended, and today is also Saturday, there is no need to go to class at all.
I shook my head, "No, I'm not in good spirits, let's go back to sleep." ā
He nodded, "It's all hometown specialties, it's up to you whether you eat it or not, but don't touch my computer." ā
I nodded my head to indicate that there was no problem. Is there anything unsightly in his computer?
I suddenly remembered, "Something strange happened in the city yesterday, aren't you worried?" ā
"What is there to worry about? It's not like I haven't seen it. ā
I was surprised, "You've seen it?" ā
He sighed, "Do you know why I called Zhang Xuan a demon?" ā
It turned out to be this reason. He had already seen Zhang Xuan's methods? He was obviously illustrative, so I didn't have to ask him about it. He went to wash the lunch box on his own, then opened the door and walked out. I'm just by myself, eating his specialty snacks behind closed doors.
But he really can't let go of it in his heart, what secret does he have? And whether or not those things last night were dreams or not.
So I plugged the door. He couldn't have put those weapons in the other two closets, did he?
I opened the two wardrobes one by one, and there was nothing inside. And I only have my own things in my closet. I didn't find his weapon, I didn't find his nightwalker, I didn't find the long rope.
I was a little frustrated, it seemed that there was so much commotion last night, it was just a dream.
I was surprised that someone who had never dreamed before had started dreaming, and had a rather unexpected dream. It is not unreasonable for Zhang Zhiwei to be ridiculed and start dreaming. Kudao Hachi has been living with them before, but the question is, why didn't Kudao Hachi say anything?
Of course, the best way to determine if it's a dream or not is to go to Wind Thunder to make sure, if he really lives there, and he did see us last night, then ......
Just then, the phone rang.
"I'm leaving."
"Well, who?" I couldn't help but be stunned. It was clearly a man's voice, but soft. I asked this before I came back to the taste, and it turned out to be wind and thunder.
"Forget it......" he looked like he was going to hang up.
"Oh, where are you going? I hear it. ā
"I don't know, let's go and be careful, I always don't worry about her."
It seems that Xia Cheng has become his inner demon, and he has always remembered it. And I became an unscrupulous teenager, and I didn't care about Xia carefully leaving.
"That...... Did anything strange happen last night? ā
"What's the strange thing? Let's go. ā
This kid hung up as soon as he finished saying this. I haven't even had time to explain the situation! Is there really nothing strange going on? It really stumped me. Of course, he didn't have to lie to me at this juncture. If he wants to go, let's go. I called back his number, but I heard a busy tone, and it looked like he was on the phone. It is estimated that he just can't stand his identity and can't see the eyes of others.
I'm not surprised at all.
Well, let's all go our separate ways, and it's better to leave me alone and sleep here.
I washed the lunch box, lay on the bed bored, and waited quietly for the sky to fall apart.