Snowflakes fall into the shimmering window edge in the dark night, accumulating their thickness little by little. The car that is still parked in the lane is being slowly masked, and it is destined to not start tomorrow. The people in the room seemed to be completely unaware of the falling snow outside the window, and the shadows printed in the closed window were the only movement of turning pages every ten minutes.

Brush it!

In the darkness, the accumulated whiteness on the windowsill was ripped off by a hand that poked into the glimmer, and then, bang, bang!

The sound was loud enough, but the people in the window didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued to remain still, and it was not time to turn the page every ten minutes.

Syllable!

The whole window was shaking, showing the impatience of the person knocking on the window.

There was movement in the window. The shadows were gathering, the curtains were lifted, and the light obliquely illuminated the space outside the window. Nothing.

The man with glasses, who was still holding a book that seemed to be some years old, looked out of the window in confusion, only to realize that it was snowing outside.

"*!" the man in glasses remembered his car parked in the driveway. Quickly disappeared into the window, and soon, the light on the front porch came on, and the man with glasses hugged his shoulders and half-ran and half-jumped towards his car, which was really buried in the snow.

But he didn't come out to park, he just opened the trunk, exhaled a white mist in the snowflakes, and picked up the cardboard box that looked very heavy from the compartment.

Obviously unable to finish moving the boxes in the carriage on a trip, the man with glasses muttered a little irritably, rushed back into the house, and repeatedly.

When he picked up the box and walked into the house for the third time, a figure appeared in the darkness, he watched the man with glasses gasp and step onto the front porch, into the house, step into the light himself, and walked to the open rear compartment without hurry, staring at the last cardboard box inside, with a gloomy face.

The seal of the carton has been cut, but it does not affect the reading of the manifest information on it, with the faint light that bypasses the rear cover——

Sender, XX State, Weijia City, XX District, XX Road, Desert Villa, an old man.

I don't make mystery anymore. The gloomy Dale completely ripped open the cardboard box, stared at the neatly arranged books, and took out a random copy -

"Cain's Divine Punishment".

Aware of the sound of the rope, accompanied by heavy gasping after physical exertion, the man with glasses muttered "the last box, the last box...... as he approached the rear compartment that was already occupied.

So, rightfully so, frightened.

"Ahh

Dale tilted his head and glanced at the man with glasses who was sitting in the snow in a daze, expressionless, and looked back at the book in his hand, "Father." His room was dark. ”

The man with glasses fluttered on the ground and didn't stand up, because, "Brother, brother, brother!!"

"Where is the father. Dale remained expressionless, staring at the book in his hand.

"You're back!!" continued to flutter, his body controlled by emotion, not as obedient as the man with glasses expected, his ass still in close contact with the snow.

"Stop shouting. Dale kept his voice up, "I ask you, what about my father." ”

The man with glasses gave up and got up, looked at Dale's side face, opened his mouth to speak, and stopped.

Dale stopped repeating his question and tilted his head to look down at the man on the ground, waiting for an answer.

Snowflakes are drifting. Casual someone, talking, please break the silence.

"He's dead. "Uh, I'm sorry," my father died. The year before last, a group of people sneaked into the Moriati estate to have a party, and the father went to catch it, and then died. ”

Dale still has no expression, maybe the temperature has paralyzed the facial nerves, who knows. His only reaction was to turn his head and glance at the dark room on the right side of the house. Then, walk around the car and walk towards the front porch.

The man with glasses, who was still sitting on the floor, pushed the door open as Dale entered, "This is my house now." But your room is still the same, you can stay at any time......" The man with glasses shut up himself.

Ay. I don't know how to explain this. But imagine if you have a brother who has been away from home for more than ten years and suddenly shows his face, the first sentence is that you tell him that your father is hanging, and the second sentence is that you come back to live. So, okay......

The man with glasses took a few deep breaths against the butt of the car, and finally stood up while holding the car, looked at the open box in the back box, pouted, picked it up, closed the car, and walked back.

Home should be the greatest invention of mankind, no matter what is out there – climate, environment...... Home is home. It's warm and sleepy.

The man in glasses watched Dale stand in the dark room for a while, "Bu ......"

"Dale. Dale came out of the dark room, "My current name is Dale Walker. His gaze swept over the box in the bespectacled man's arms. The warmth of the environment regained his facial expression, a disgust. Next, "Prepare hot water, hot food." Without further explanation, he went out again.

The man with glasses froze in place for a moment. Shaking his head, he put down the boxes that had been piled up in the study, and went to carry out his brother's orders.

Even the sound of water running in the bathroom and the hum of a microwave in the kitchen. The man with glasses still heard the ...... that appeared at the doorway Restlessness.

Printed in his glasses is his brother, carrying a strip-shaped, black, wriggling cloth bag back into the house.

"This, this is ......"

The bag was thrown into the corner of the living room, the drawstring of the seal was loosened, and a head swayed and arched out, "Woo woo woo!!"

"You, you...... Your friend?" the man in glasses leaned against the wall beside him.

Do you need to explain who this guy can only make a "woo-......" sound? Forget it, let him arch there, arch hard, arch as hard as he can.

Dale checked the restraints on the guy who was arching to his heart's content, "Yes, my friend. He took out a roll of black cloth tape and reinforced. Perfect, I can't even send it out.

The 'ding-' of the rescue is a hint that the food is ready.

"Pizza, pizza. The man with glasses walked towards the kitchen against the wall, trying his best to keep his voice steady, "Sausage increases...... But, there are no sausages left, it's my leftover ...... dinner."

"It doesn't matter, it's hot. "Dale is very brief, easy to surpass the man with glasses on the wall, familiar into the kitchen, familiar to take out the dishes, familiar to pick out the fork that looks very old, familiar to return to the living room, tear off the antenna on the TV, turn on the TV, by the way, give a punch, so that only the screen with 'snowflakes' appears.

Food was already being sent to the mouth, and the channels were constantly being switched until they stopped at the channel with local news, and then sat down.

"You, your friend needs ......"

"No, you don't. "Above my cheeks, which are constantly flaring because of chewing, are eyes that are focused on the news. Apparently something terrible is happening in the city where wild beasts are attacking humans, and the reporter is advising citizens to reduce their travel.

"I, I'll go make your bed. ”

The man with the eyes turned against the wall.

"Stay here. Dale didn't even look at his brother, like a stranger, "Where I can see." ”

"I'm just going to ......" The man with glasses probably didn't predict this at all-

Dale pulled out a gun and placed it on the arm of the couch.

Someone in the corner, the arch is more intense.

The man in glasses leaned against the wall for a moment, then slowly walked over to Dale and sat down on the couch next to him, not knowing what he was thinking. Maybe it's life.

"You, will you stay?" The man with glasses probably pinned his life on this issue.

"No, it won't. ”

"One night?"

"An hour. ”

Is it the brother who has not appeared for more than ten years who appears and dominates the emotion, or the person who is struggling with the gun and corner in the brother's hand over there dominates the emotion. This life problem made the face of the man with glasses tangled.

Almost a light in the darkness, the man with glasses didn't dare to look at Dale's face and see the corner of the book exposed in Dale's arms.

The old corners proved that this was the book that Dale had just taken out of the box outside.

"Zhuang, the manor's business in the past few years has been very good. "This is just the beginning, the man with glasses said hastily, "People often come to visit, no, just, just received a collection from a person......" As if electrocuted, he raised his hand and pointed to the corner of Dale's arms, "Book, book." "Quickly withdraw your hand.

Dale's face began to darken. The tiny muscle next to the wings of the nose was twisting.

"Uh...... If you want, you can take it, no, it's okay......" The man with glasses clearly misunderstood something.

"What were you looking at when I knocked on the window. A low, unkind tone.

"Well, that's your ?......" before Dale touched the gun, even more hastily, ""Aristocracy! is the story of a man who keeps ascending to power in a strange way in order to obtain privileges and becomes a great nobleman!"

"Strange. The muscle was twitching, "like looking at someone with red eyes, something like that." ”

"Uh, yes. The man with glasses was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

"Because I watched it too. Dale stared at his brother, "That's Toredo's history. ”

"Hold on to what?"

Dale stopped talking.

End of news. Dale shouldn't have seen what he was looking at, but in his current condition, it should be a good thing. Dale got up, "You go into the bathroom with me." ”

"I ......"

The gun was carried by Dale in his hand, so the man with glasses obeyed.

If there's a 'weirdest brother reunion prize' in the world, send it here.

We don't have to go to the awards ceremony in the bathroom. Very well, let's stay in the living room and watch the guy who can't even arch through the corners, and the colored dots of light that are starting to scatter around him.

"I'm sorry, I think my presence has made his journey smoother. A blurry figure of colored light crouched in the corner.

Arch, arch.

The fuzzy figure shook his head, "You know, I really don't know if it's you who want more, or if he wants more. But seriously, you two really make my job hard. ”

Arch, arch.

"Hey, maybe Toledo should hire a filmmaker. But ~ I have nothing to complain about. The vague figure reached out, as if to untie the guy in the corner.

The struggle that was so intense that it hurt to look at it was for a while, and it was as if it had hit a wall of air, and it was impossible to touch the other party's hand, which made the phantom man who was alone in this monologue here speechless.

"Ugh. The son of a general. The phantom man in the form of a vague humanoid man had no hands at all, and the wall of air made his severed arm emit colored points of light, "You don't want to be rescued? Are you serious? This is your most intense desire at this time? Do you want to stay with this kidnapper?"

Arch, arch.

The phantom man took two steps back, reluctantly regrouped his hand, and spread it out helplessly, "Uh, who cares what happens to this man with glasses, you're not a police officer here." ”

Arch, arch.

"You're too lenient. It doesn't matter if Dale thinks that his brother did something secretly, the misunderstanding between their brothers will lead to tragedy, and it will be a tragedy, what does it matter to us, this is a problem between their human brothers. ”

Arch, arch.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The phantom seemed to regret that he had said the wrong thing, "I know you're human too. My fault, but I mean it's none of our business. Got it. If this Dale has caused a human tragedy because of his paranoia, that's his problem, look at yourself, you're more innocent than his brother, aren't you. You can understand this brain, he Dale is afraid of aliens, and as a result, he kidnapped you, you say how pitiful you are, how unfortunate you are~ Now it's even heavier to save you......"

Arch, arch.

The phantom man's hand trying to get close to the corner of the wall once again disintegrated into a point of light.

"Why. The phantom man lay on his side on the ground, keeping his usual time with the arched guy, "Why?" Losing his faith, "Why is this job so hard?"

Dialogue with desire, it's also a wonderful thing~

"You want me to go? The phantom's vague face shook, "I want to go too, I don't care about you." But do you know what happens to the soul alien race that fails to commission? Woo Woo ~ "What the hell, maybe it's an onomatopoeia that simulates being penetrated by the blood of a vampire through every point of light," So, I guess I'm trapped. Trapped by you, an unreasonable human being. ”

Arch, arch.

"Who's there!" the wet half wetted the floor, and the tip of Dale's dripping arm, the muzzle of the gun, was pointed at someone who had stopped arching.

It's instinct.

"Who are you talking to!" Dale pointed the muzzle of his gun at the head in the corner with great precision.

"He, he can't speak, brother, you ......"

"Shut up!" Dale said the gun in his hand in front of the bespectacled man's face.

Human tragedy, right?

Someone in the corner arched even harder, almost bouncing.

Eventually, his bouncing succeeded in drawing the muzzle back into its direction.

Dell's gaze is like a simulation of a ballistic, holding someone in the corner. Dale spoke again, "You, stupid. ”

Nod.

Dale put down the gun in his hand, but his gaze, glanced around the living room where there was no one else, did not speak, and turned back to the bathroom.

The fuzzy humanoid form rejoined the guy in the corner and lay on the floor, "You know it's an endless loop, right, Dale is using you." ”

Arch, arch, it's just, it doesn't seem to have the strength just now, and it's wilted.

"He's probably known that there were aliens following you, and you were his panacea, and he took complete control of the situation in his way, keeping you physically and mentally bound by him, providing him with protection......" The Phantom Man shook his head, "Forget it, why should I waste time talking to you." Ah, why, why. The baby is uncomfortable. ”