PS: Less annoying! Don't be annoying! Don't be annoying! Tell you that you're annoying, do you hear?! (But Nirvana, no matter how many tickets there are, I won't be annoyed, (*^__^*) hehe...... ）

Hundreds of pillars of mud and sand rising from the ground stand in front of people in such a patchwork manner, like a magnificent termite nest colony on the African savannah, which shocks and shudders to the viewers, while the torn jeans and rotten denim jackets worn by the gangsters are fluttering and shaking in the wind, rendering the weird atmosphere more realistic. As far as she could see, the area seemed to have suddenly become a graveyard full of graves......

Whew~~ It's finally over, it's been a long time since I've been so happy!

He picked up the dusty black-rimmed glasses on the floor, carefully wiped them off, put them on, and turned to walk in the direction of the outside.

"Hey~" She hurriedly reached out and grabbed him, trying to persuade him to treat the wound first.

"How do you know that my surname is 'Wei' - although your name is quite catchy, but don't say it, I am not the same as you anymore......" he muttered, but his vision became more and more blurred, "Are your glasses dirty again?" He reached for his lenses, dragging his increasingly tired body, his steps getting heavier and heavier, "How did the road become crooked and crooked?" Was it redesigned by Picasso? "The way he walked was more drunk than that of a drunkard, and he stumbled with his left heel on the tip of his right, and when he stumbled, he was about to fall down—

"You're holding me up—" She hurriedly put her body against his slump and put his hand on her shoulder, and said to him, "I'll take you to the hospital." You've bled a lot! ”

He came back to his senses, and his face changed dramatically. Reprimanded: "What are you doing? ”

"Your wounds have to be taken care of! Shall I accompany you to the hospital? She anxiously persuaded him.

"Don't go to the hospital, that's the place I hate the most!" His voice was hoarse and excited.

"I'll call 120!" She hurriedly picked up the phone in her hand. But he pinched four fingers with one hand, and what stopped her was a trance look.

"Didn't you listen to what I said?!" He really needed to be alone and quiet.

"But you ......"

"I'll just go home by myself......" He opened his hand easily, looking at the four slender jade fingers that were caught red by himself, he smiled bitterly, withdrew his hand, moved away from her, and walked hobbling by himself, muttering quietly in his mouth. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you enjoy such bloody and violent shots, river crab society, these shots should be cut, it's actually okay not to cut them, and you can get through with some mosaics casually......"

I didn't expect to be able to listen to him nagging so much, she secretly rejoiced and followed closely beside him. He "rammed" in annoyance, and made all his efforts, but it was not half as fast as usual, so she quickly caught up.

"Are you all over there?" He shouted at her with a frown.

"Aren't you going home? I'll send you back......" She mustered up the courage to answer him. A little scared though.

He stopped, but she didn't stop the car and crashed into his arms. Innocently and embarrassed, he blinked his eyes and looked up at him cutely.

"Miss! Don't you know it's getting late? The good baby should go home to Mommy to drink milk. Less annoying here! He thought that the limit of his patience had been reached, and he was reluctant just now. It also made him unforgettable, but now he is always clinging to himself and refuses to leave, what kind of trick is he playing! However, what she was thinking at the moment was: his impatience, his bad temper, and his dead eyes could not hide his tall figure and free and easy breath when he stood in front of him in front of him in full view, and hugged himself to prevent himself from being hurt a little.

He can't afford to care about anything else, forget it, don't go to buy food, and now that he enters a convenience store, he is expected to scare the salesperson half to death, so it's better to go home first. He suddenly turned back and left her behind.

She followed without discouragement, and by the way, she took the gift bag that fell on the ground, and put aside the matter of going to the second aunt's house for the time being, and treated the wound for the disobedient big boy first.

So, she became a stalker in the open, and followed him all the way to his door.

"You're really annoying, why are you coming along? Go home! He gasped and asked, "You shouldn't be homeless, right?" Oh, you're not a stray cat, I won't take you in - if you're a stray cat, I can consider ......" said as he opened the door with the key.

Her head was bruised, was she not as good as a stray cat in his eyes? But she didn't really get angry, and said to him with a pleasant face:

"Let me go into the house, and I'll tell you again."

"Why!"

Seeing that his hand was shaking so badly that the key had not been poked into the lock hole for a long time, she snatched the key from his hand and said:

"I'll open the door." He glared at a pair of flying eyes in surprise, as if he was going to press her against the wall, snatch the key back, and pounce hard, she flashed wit, and made him pounce on the wall, pressing his face against the wall.

"You're hurting for me, so I have to take responsibility and take care of your injuries." She said to him as she opened the door.

"Joke! I am a soldier of the mixed special forces for nearly ten years, and I still need others to take care of it? Or are you being taken care of by a stinky female doll like you?! Don't laugh out of your big teeth! His loud voice must have been heard even by the next door, and he shouted so loudly that his gums were foaming with blood.

"Ah Yan," she called him suddenly and gently, so that he didn't react for a moment, and stared at her quiet face speechlessly for a moment.

"No matter what you say, I've decided to stay." She took out a tissue from her bag and carefully wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and at this moment, he was as motionless as a plaster statue stained by dye......

"The door opened." She opened the door and said to him, who was still in a daze.

Why did it suddenly become like going to her house? He was inexplicably nervous, but the mess in the room allowed him to escape from endless reverie.

"Your home... Why is it so messy? Seeing her stunned expression, he guessed she must have said that.

But the truth will always be more than you think.

As soon as he entered the house, the melodious music came into his ears, and he looked at it, the house was still full of dust, but he turned on the gramophone before going out, so as not to come back from shopping in such a bad atmosphere.

"I didn't expect you to be quite romantic!" She turned around and smiled at him, and that sweet smile instantly melted his frozen heart. "It's just a bit dusty, how long have you not cleaned it?" She turned on the light, only to find that the room was full of filth.

"One year." He sat down on the couch and replied calmly.

"Did you smoke these cigarettes?" She asked, pointing to the cigarette butts stuffed in the ashtray. He propped his forehead and nodded.

"No wonder I smell of smoke as soon as I enter the house."

He was worried that not only did he not buy food, but he also forgot about the cigarettes, and he was staring at her at a loss.

"Don't you know that smoking is dangerous? Smoking too much cigarettes will cost you life, and even what you men fear the most - will you have impotence......" She cheeky, trying to scare him.

"What's the matter, I'm so strong anyway." As he said this, a pair of hungry fiery eyes stared at her.

Shy to be stared at by him, she turned her head and looked away. Although the room is not very luxurious, it is also furnished with very classical furniture, these classical cabinets, tables and chairs, and slowly rotating gramophone discs, all show his unusual identity and status.

"You, are you living here alone?" She looked up at the second floor, fenced off by a railing, which was pitch black, and there was probably some space, with a semi-swirling wooden staircase leading to it.

"yes. Why do you ask so much? He replied impatiently.

"Is there no one living up there?"

"Where is it?" He didn't understand what she was trying to say.

"There, look." She stretched out her finger and pointed to the cubicle on the second floor, and he looked upwards and said nonchalantly:

"I don't like to go up the stairs, it's empty, no one lives there, and I don't put anything, I heard that it's a bit evil, and whenever I'm alone at home watching ghost movies, it's ...... on it."

"Ahh Say no more! She covered her ears in fright.

"Haha, I know you don't have the guts." He laughed at her loudly.

"Less nonsense! I don't believe it, how can there be ghosts in the world~~ If there are ghosts, it will definitely scare many people to death, won't it? She argued. (To be continued......)