63 The time in the house is old
Fang Chi looked at the clock on the wall, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. Xie Weishi has been out for a long time. She walked quickly to the entrance and wanted to help Xie Weishi get the bag, but when she stretched out her hand to get the bag, she only felt that there was a flower in front of her and she was empty.
This feeling is like playing badminton, you obviously see the ball flying over, you judge the trajectory of the ball, but when the beat passes, you pass by the ball.
But it was a still bag, not a flying shuttlecock.
Was it a sudden return to the real world from Maandala, and her body couldn't adapt so quickly? Still is......
Fang Chi's heart was half cold, but when he saw Xie Weishi's eyes move, he moved from her hand to her face, and smiled shallowly: "What are you doing in such a hurry?" Can I still run? β
Xie Weishi bought ingredients to cook, and Fang Chi packed up the things he bought. He sorted everything and sealed it in a black bag, which made people admire his meticulousness. Her fingers were still shaking terribly, and many times she had to grab it twice to get hold of what she wanted to hold.
She walked to the kitchen and leaned against the door to watch Xie Wei stir-fry.
"What's new today?" He asked.
"The Avatar of the glabellar ruler has appeared."
Xie Weishi's movements under his hands were obviously stagnant. "Finally showed up?"
"Avatar that I just registered half a month ago." Fang Chi described the Avatar between his eyebrows, but he didn't say that he had met it, but pretended to be an adventure of Maandala's employees. Xie Weishi slowed down the movements of his hands, turned down the fire, and listened to her quietly with his eyebrows condensed.
At the end, Fang Chi asked, "You've studied so many hackers, do you think the ruler between your eyebrows might be someone you know?" β
"I don't rule it out." He spoke slowly and thoughtfully, thinking carefully. "But there is one thing, the initial setup program was written by Teng Hua himself, I have seen it, it is very genius, and it fundamentally eliminates the possibility of manipulating on Avatar."
Fang Chi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xie Weishi: "Have you seen the initial setting procedure?" Are you one of Maandala's first 100 torrent users? β
Xie Weishi took out a plate of okra fried pork, lowered his head and said with a light smile: "Yes." But it's not as famous as your guest. β
"I said I'm a Guest, do you really believe me?"
"Guest is just a name. You can say you're a Guest, and I can say I'm a Guest β but it doesn't really mean anything. He took the meal out to the table, Fang Chi drew chopsticks and spoons, and walked out with him.
Sitting down, Xie Weishi looked at Fang Chi and said, "I'm Xie Weishi, you're Fang Chi." What I like is the woman standing in front of me right now, and it has nothing to do with what special identity she has, or what special identity I have. β
Fang Chi was stunned, and forgot to swallow a chopstick, tomato, and egg in his mouth. After a while, she said, "You put too much sugar in it." β
Xie Weishi smiled, noncommittal. He said: "I was outside today and heard that Zu Feng of Nerve Rose was missing. - Was it secretly taken away by the Nineteenth Bureau? β
As soon as he heard the word "missing", the first thing Fang Chi associated with was Nemo. But in an instant, he realized that Zu Feng was not an artist. Although Shi Zhengrong hadn't mentioned this matter to her yet, she knew that Xie Weishi's guess was right. She asked:
"Is our previous plan reliable?"
"So far, so good."
β¦β¦
The lights in the bedroom were off. The living room light half-shines into the bedroom, and a glass of cold boiled water is placed on the bedside table, and the crystal clear glass body reflects the two entangled figures on the bed.
The curtains occasionally float open, allowing you to catch a glimpse of the pitch black sky outside.
The house is old, the curtains are old, the walls are old, the tables are old, even the time in the house is old. These old things, soaked in time, have no edges and corners, warm and dry, just like him who has been soaked in this house for a long time.
Fang Chi pulled his solid shoulders, his nose and lips against the place between his Adam's apple and collarbone. His power ran through her body, and she felt like she had traveled back in time, back to a time when there were no virtual worlds decades ago. At that time, people were still close to each other, so close that they could smell each other's breath.
She touched the gunshot wound on the back of his shoulder, her lips pressed against his collarbone, and muttered, "You haven't said how this came about." β
"Offended a person before. I almost killed him, and of course, he almost killed me. Later, we went missing. β
"I can't see it, you're quite murderous."
Xie Weishi smiled at the corner of his mouth, inserted his fingers into her thick hair, and gently stroked the long scar behind her ear.
"What did that man do, you're going to kill him?"
"He killed a friend of mine."
"It doesn't sound like something you'd encounter as a medical student."
Xie Weishi chuckled under his breath, cupped her cheek and kissed her. "It's not like a medical student would meet you."
"And what about later? How did you become a crow? β
"In the ward, we rescued him for three days and three nights, but he couldn't wake up. I was depressed for a long time. Later, I figured out that being a doctor couldn't save the people I wanted to save. But perhaps, it is okay to be a crow. β
"What if time all over again?"
Fang Chi raised his head and stared at him. But I heard him say,
"I don't regret everything I've done in the past and now."
Including falling in love with her.
Fang Chi closed his eyes, hugged his neck and kissed him. She felt him come in again, and she shuddered as she threw herself on his shoulder, gasping for breath.
"Bad guys." She pinched him. She had never been so indulgent to anyone else. He has always been restrained, and he didn't want to do anything before. But why has he never restrained her since he started with her? She bit her lip and whispered in his ear, "It's so much better insideβ"
Suddenly, it was a lot more painful. He laid her flat and placed a pillow under her sunken waistline. He grabbed her wrists and pressed them against her cheeks and asked, "What's so much better?" β
Ask while knowing the answer.
She blushed, turned her head and pursed her lips without speaking. Suddenly, he only felt that his pelvis was stuck, and a little bit of his pubic bone was pressed against him. I thought it was the end, but I let him go a little deeper, as if he was going to crush her. She whined, in pain, and tried to reduce, but felt a strange pleasure rise up under him, and made her waist on the pillow arch high, and presented herself more to him.
"Micro-time ......"
So it is deeper and heavier, and it is what is taken and what is needed.
At last, he embraced her and whispered in her ear, "Shout again." β
She knew what he was saying, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't shout.
He gently massaged her slightly trembling fingers and whispered, "You can't go without medicine anymore." I know you won't call it that anymore after you take your medicine. β
She felt a pain in her heart, but she closed her eyes tightly, turned her back to him, and said angrily, "Then I won't eat it." β
His low chuckle could be heard behind him, and he was heard staggering to his feet, pulling open the drawer to get her medicine.
The sound of two pills falling on the cap of the bottle. She sat up jerked up and grabbed his long, strong waist from behind.
"Micro hours."
She shouted, and they froze.
"Micro time, micro time, micro time!"
He turned around suddenly, bowed his head and sealed her lips and tongue.
β¦β¦
Shi Zhengrong's shot this time was indeed fast and ruthless, Zu Feng had no defense, and was taken away from the high-end villa area while walking the dog.
Hong Jincheng drove an Aston Martin, wore a black super, a black slim suit, pointed and shiny leather shoes, and a cool energy all over his body.
After Zu Feng was taken into the car, he saw the winged logo on the steering wheel, and saw that the people in the car were wearing custom-made high-end suits, and immediately understood that these people were not ordinary public security officers, nor were they gangsters, but the nineteenth bureau that had been staring at him!
Zu Feng didn't know any of the people in the car, but just by looking at the aura, he could clearly see that Hong Jincheng in the driver's seat was the leader. The mobile phone, watch, etc. on his body were all searched, and Zu Feng knew that the nineteenth game was obviously prepared this time, and he would definitely not be able to run if he wanted to. His mood changed a few times, thinking that the eavesdropping device installed by the guest had been swept away, and this time he had learned the lesson of the Siren, and the relationship between the Ice Crack Laboratory and the Nerve Rose had been completely wiped out. He had no fear, relaxed and lay down on the leather seat, and said, "Your bureau, what a magnanimity! β
Hong Jincheng said: "Where, where! In order to be able to enter this villa area of Mr. Zu, I also went out and found a spy from a neighboring country to borrow such a car. Almost, I'm afraid that Mr. Zu will be uncomfortable to sit! β
The car drove out of the villa area, and the doorman wearing a British butler-style uniform who guarded the door bowed to Hong Jincheng. The two Nineteenth Bureau agents sandwiched Zu Feng in the middle, so that he couldn't make any small movements.
Zu Feng said arrogantly: "I can tell you, first, you don't have an arrest warrant, and second, you have no evidence, so you broke into the house and took me away, and when the time comes, when I come out, I will let you go around with nothing to eat!" β
Hong Jincheng drove the car steadily, and the corners of his mouth under his sunglasses showed a treacherous and cunning smile: "It seems that Mr. Zu is still not familiar with the situation." We have always invited people to drink tea and eat, when have we ever arrested someone? He patted the leather steering wheel, "Such a good car invited Mr. Zu to go out for a ride, and Mr. Zu actually accused us of arresting you - alas, it is difficult to be a good person!" β
As soon as you hear this, you know that nineteen games will not be played according to common sense.
Zu Feng shouted suddenly: "Call me!" I'm looking for a lawyer! β
"What's the hurry?" Hong Jincheng waved his hand in front of him, "After talking for so long, I forgot to pour water for Mr. Zu." Why are you two so blind? What about the beaker we prepared earlier? Where is wahaha purified water? Hurry up and pour it for Mr. Zu! β
One of the agents in a black suit, who also wore sunglasses and took out a clean beaker with a serious face, and the other took a bottle of unopened pure water to show Zu Feng the intact packaging, then opened it and poured water for Zu Feng, and the water just reached the scale at the top of the beaker. The agent showed and poured water in a standard and solemn posture, and then shouted in awe:
"Mr. Zu, please!"
βIβm angry!β This is naked irony, can't Zu Feng see it? He pointed at the noses of both of them and scolded, "I warn you! It's against the law for you to do this! A blatant provocation of the sacred civil rights! There is still half a month to go until my son's third birthday, and if you detain me until that time without any evidence, don't blame me for fighting with you for nineteen rounds! β
Hong Jincheng smiled without hesitation, took out the walkie-talkie, and shouted: "203, 203, I'm an old ghost." Check it out for me, behind the news media that claim to abolish the 19th Bureau, is there Zu Feng's people making trouble! β