Chapter 109: Extras (Nothing to do with the text)

The stuffy oil bottle wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know where to start, he worked hard for a long time, and finally sat in place without expression, and after another half a minute, he turned his head and said, "Wu Xie, go back and lie down." ”

Wu Xie didn't respond, leaning on the sofa, turning his head sideways, closing his eyes, the obvious scar on his neck was like a thorny whip, whipping the heart of the stuffy oil bottle fiercely.

Seeing that Wu Xie didn't respond, the stuffy oil bottle rarely called out again: "Wu Xie." ”

didn't get Wu Xie's response, the stuffy oil bottle directly stretched out his hand, wanting to carry Wu Xie back to the bedroom, just when the fingertips of the stuffy oil bottle were still one centimeter away from Wu Xie, Wu Xie opened his eyes violently, he clamped the wrist of the stuffy oil bottle, and a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and the strength from the wrist was still good, but it was enough to deal with ordinary people.

There was a strange fragrance in the air, and the stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie in surprise, looking at him with a look of vigilance and vigilance, and this sudden explosive power, I couldn't tell what it felt like in my heart.

Wu Xie looked hard, only to see the person sitting beside him clearly, and shouted uncertainly: "Little brother? ”

The stuffy oil bottle nodded and said, "Wu Xie, I'm back." ”

Wu Xie scratched his head in embarrassment, his original fierce momentum was reined in, he laughed dryly, and said, "Little brother, let's sleep." ”

The stuffy oil bottle nodded. Wu Xie turned around and walked towards the bedroom, and after this toss, the hands of the quartz clock hanging on the wall were already pointing to eleven o'clock.

The stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie's back, and quickly followed, the two of them were the same as usual, one of them lay down on one side, covered with the quilt, Wu Xie also deliberately turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the comfortable temperature, and then fell asleep deeply.

Listening to Wu Xie's steady breathing, the stuffy oil bottle opened his eyes in the dark, and through the moonlight shining in from the window, he looked sideways at Wu Xie's sleeping face, in fact, what happened just now had happened more than once.

I still remember that in the first two months when he just came back, Wu Xie couldn't sleep every night, one of the two of them looked at the ceiling, one lowered his head and was in a daze, and he sat all night, even if Wu Xie fell asleep, he was also very shallow sleep, and he could wake up with a little movement, and his body naturally made various defensive actions.

This kind of momentum and vigilance is not unfamiliar, he has always been like this before, so he always can't wake up, and when he has the opportunity, he leans aside and sleeps lightly, at that time he lives in the tomb every day, or tosses and turns in different horn-clamping queues, and has three points of suspicion, three points of vigilance, and four points of alienation from the people and things around him.

Until he met Wu Xie, he changed from the initial state of living in a fixed place to a fixed place to stay, which was more comfortable than a hotel, Wu Xie exuded a smell of sunshine, hot food, cut eyes, and a kind of breath that he had never had in himself, that was the breath of home.

Wu Xie sat up violently and shouted, "Little brother, I want to take you home!" ”

The stuffy oil bottle was startled by Wu Xie, and hurriedly sat up and pulled Wu Xie closer to his arms, he didn't know how to express himself, but at this time, he kept saying in Wu Xie's ear over and over again: "Wu Xie, I'm here." ”

The stuffy oil bottle sat and hugged Wu Xie, perhaps it was his whispered reassurance that played a role, Wu Xie gradually fell asleep again, his head resting on his shoulder.

The stuffy oil bottle looked down at Wu Xie's side face in surprise, and where their limbs touched, a majestic unicorn emerged.