Chapter 121: Don't Say a Word (12)

"He's just an ordinary person, how can he be targeted?" In the weird room where red and black were still intertwined, Ouyang Luo, whose naked body was floating in the air, was covered with black palm prints, which was incompatible with the white and smooth skin.

"I have to save him."

"It's so badly eroded, how can you save it?"

"Just soak it all into me."

"Are you crazy!"

"If I hadn't been careless, Ouyang Luo wouldn't have suffered this fate, so I had to save him."

The Grim Reaper, who appeared out of thin air, held Ouyang Luo's waist with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand and forced his mouth to open, and the moment he took off his mask, he covered his lips with Ouyang Luo's.

The black palm prints on Ouyang Luo's body gradually shallow and disappeared, while the Grim Reaper fell straight to the ground after the last palm print disappeared, motionless.

After a while, the Grim Reaper struggled to get up, barely stabilized his figure, looked at Ouyang Luo, who was still floating in the air and was asleep, and slowly walked towards the exit with his hands on the wall step by step.

When Ouyang Luo woke up, he found that he was in a strange room, and the simple and atmospheric decoration coupled with the unbelievably neat and tidy could see that the owner was either obsessive-compulsive or extremely self-disciplined.

Where is this? I remember that I and Yin Ruochen were about to go home after eating... Wake up again and you'll be here...

Dark...... Shadow...... Death...... Gunshot...... Ouyang Luo, who could only think of sporadic fragments, rubbed his still somewhat dizzy head, and sat up with his hands on the bed.

The soft blanket slid down because of this action, and Ouyang Luo, who realized that something was wrong, grabbed it at the moment when the blanket was about to slide to the pubic bone, and then quickly pulled it to his shoulders and wrapped his body in a panic.

Because! He found out he was naked!

Subconsciously lifted the blanket to confirm that he hadn't done anything strange, Ouyang Luo, who was relieved, wrapped the blanket tightly again and looked at his surroundings again, until a broad and strong chest appeared in front of him.

I had never seen such a perfect body, and the sexy and sultry eight-pack abs made Ouyang Luo blush, and turned his head away from him.

Han Nuo also seemed to be a little surprised that Ouyang Luo woke up so early, took out a T-shirt from the wardrobe and put it on his body, "The meal is ready, get up and eat." ”

There are a thousand words I want to ask, but when Ouyang Luo saw the tenderness and concern hidden under that cold face, those questions and confusion swallowed in his stomach, and Han Nuo nodded and just wanted to get out of bed, but suddenly thought that he was wearing nothing, so he had to shrink into the quilt and stare at Han Nuo with an innocent face.

"Wear mine first." Han Nuo took out a set of clothes and handed it over, "I'll wait for you in the restaurant." ”

Serving the porridge that had already been cooked on the table, as soon as Han Nuo sat down, he saw Ouyang Luo wearing clothes that were obviously one size bigger and came over in distress, the loose clothes were put on his body out of place, and the collarbone exposed at the neckline of the T-shirt was particularly prominent, which was very sultry.

Ouyang Luo covered his mouth and yawned, looking at the sleeves that had overflowed his fingertips, he was frowning, and a pair of slender hands had already rolled up the sleeves for him, and by the way, he was rubbing his messy hair.

"Ah, Team Han, thank you......" Ouyang Luo looked at Han Nuo's big hands to help him sort out his clothes, looked up and found that Han Nuo's face was full of seriousness, and he couldn't help muttering: "Team Han...... You're so good-looking......"

"It's not a compliment for a man to look good." Han Nuo looked up and down at Ouyang Luo, who had been sorted out by himself, and nodded approvingly, "Eat it while it's hot, otherwise it'll be cold." ”

"Preserved egg and lean porridge!" Ouyang Luo, who pulled out the chair and sat down, immediately lit up when he saw the porridge in the bowl, "Team Han, how do you know that I like to eat this!" ”

"This one is more nutritious." Of course, Han Nuo didn't know that Ouyang Luo liked to eat this, and he didn't know why he, who was used to eating white porridge, would choose to make preserved egg and lean porridge today, but seeing him so happy, he really didn't do anything wrong.

"Eh, Team Han, why don't you eat it?" Ouyang Luo, who was eating heavily, saw that Han Nuo's front was empty, and he just held his chin with his hand and watched himself eat, and couldn't help but be curious.

"I've eaten it." Han Nuo pointed to the clock in the living room, and Ouyang Luo realized that it was almost noon, and immediately exclaimed: "It's over!" I'm going to be late for my internship! ”

"Rest today." Han Nuo waved his hand to signal Ouyang Luo to relax, "There are no cases in the team that are relatively easy recently, and I have arranged a rotation break." ”

"That's it!" Ouyang Luo sat down and took a big bite again, not forgetting to pat Han Nuo's ass while eating: "Team Han!" Your porridge is delicious! ”

The corners of Han Nuo's mouth raised, and his soft gaze kept falling on Ouyang Luo, who was immersed in eating porridge, and there was tenderness in his eyes that could not be hidden.

It's as if they were like this a long time ago, two people living together and spending every day in the long stream.

"Team Han, why am I at your house, and I still ......" Ouyang Luo, who had eaten a whole pot of porridge, burped contentedly, and obediently took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks before rubbing his bulging stomach and asking the doubts in his heart.

"I saved you." Han Nuo had no intention of hiding it, and told the truth directly.

It turns out that those fragmentary segments in my mind are not dreams?

Ouyang Luo glanced at Han Nuo in disbelief, and saw that he must have nodded before slumping on the chair, "Is there really a strange thing in this world?" ”

"What's impossible in a world where even death exists?"

"Who was that attacking me? Why do you want to kill me? ”

"For now, the only thing that's certain is that it's the Grim Reaper who attacks you."

"But isn't Death a messenger of justice! I haven't done anything illegal and undisciplined, why are you targeting me? ”

"Messenger of Justice......" Han Nuo seemed to have heard something funny, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "It's not so much the god of death, but the existence of a power similar to that of the god of death." ”

"Team Han, as a policeman who has solved countless big cases, do you also believe in these things that do not conform to the core values of socialism?"

"A lot of things don't just mean you can't erase their existence if you think they don't exist, and there's no such thing as an empty thing."

"The existence of every thing has a meaning for its existence, and things that have no meaning of existence have long since perished in the process of evolution."

"Like the Grim Reaper, if it weren't for his extraordinary strength, would anyone believe that he is what you call a 'messenger of justice', and not a murderer in the name of justice?"

"People, O people, always have a kind of reverence for beings with power far beyond themselves, especially when this power brings them substantial benefits, they will unconsciously produce a kind of pious belief as their spiritual sustenance."

"To put it in the simplest example, a person who believes in Buddhism will always go to the Buddha and pray in order to fulfill his wish to fulfill, and once this wish is fulfilled, he will immediately renew his wish, which is the expression of faith."

"Although many times it is the result of his own efforts, he will still subconsciously think that it is the result of the Buddha's protection, and to put it bluntly, it is just self-deception and seeking psychological comfort."

"It's the same with the Grim Reaper."

"The Grim Reaper is not as great as you think, he just acts according to his heart, never wants to be followed and believed, and never even thinks that he will have a large number of fans, in his opinion, these are all products that have nothing to do with him, and are the products of ordinary people's desires."

"So human beings are really superficial a lot of the time, especially when faced with unknown forces."

Han Nuo took out a cigarette and lit it and took two puffs, leaned back and squinted his eyes in great comfort, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"Team Han, you look like Professor Su just now......" I thought that only Su Yibai in this world could talk about so many life philosophies in one breath, but I didn't expect that Han Nuo, who usually never talks nonsense, would speak at length without pause, and Ouyang Luo couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

"Su Yibai?" Han Nuo couldn't hide his disgust when he heard his name, "He is really good at talking." ”