Chapter 127: Messy Books

Naturally I didn't sleep in the rental house at night, everyone discussed it and decided to go to the hospital tomorrow to investigate the situation, there are Yan and Hong Si stay in the rental house, Xiao Lingzi and the doll enter the suspension pestle and follow me, I followed Hao Qing to her home. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bright lights were turned on, and I looked at the spacious living room in front of me, with its high-end sofas, LCD TVs, and various potted plants. The white tiles under my feet reflected my shadow, which made me hesitate to step down.

"What's wrong? Hurry in? Hao Qing stood at the door changing her shoes, looked at me who was stunned, and said.

I replied in embarrassment, and then stepped on the holy floor with my filthy shoes. …… Filthy sister!

Walking into the living room, I became even more nervous, this is really the first time I have entered a girl's house, the key is that she is still alone at home, as a normal man who is still a little ambiguous, I TM is extremely tormented now.

I watched Hao Qing walk in and hurriedly said, "That...... Let's sleep. ”

"Huh?" Hao Qing didn't react a little, but her face slowly turned red.

…… I felt that I would die sooner or later on top of my rotten mouth, and I felt that my face was slightly hot, so I coughed dryly and explained: "I mean, I mean it's not early at this time, rest early, today, I'll lie on the sofa and sleep today!" "Yes! That's right, this sofa is spacious and soft, and it must be very comfortable.

Hao Qing nodded stunned at first, then shook her head vigorously as if she had reacted, and said, "How can I let you sleep in the living room?" It's summer, and there are a lot of mosquitoes, so let's go to the room. ”

In the room? Isn't that going to sleep with someone else's little girl? I felt that I was feverish, and hurriedly took back my wolf thoughts, and said very righteously: "No! How can I squeeze this head with you? You won't be able to sleep well at night, still, stay here, don't be afraid! I'm rough and thick-skinned, and a few mosquitoes can't do anything to me. ”

I said it very lightly, but I felt a little bitter in my heart, and I hope that tomorrow I will not have a few more red marks on my face.

After hearing my refusal, Hao Qing's face turned even redder, and she said to me with some embarrassment: "That...... My dad's room is still empty, I mean, you can go and sleep there. ”

…… What does it mean to lose your footing and become a thousand years of hatred, I am in the ditch today. The thin skin on my face was almost burned, I scratched my head with a dry smile, and said with a smile, "What's that, that's just right, where is your dad's room?" I, yawning~ Oops, I'm so sleepy, it's time to sleep. ”

"Well, you come with me." After Hao Qing finished stumbling, she didn't even dare to look at me and turned around and left. I could only follow her honestly.

The door was opened, and the inside was dark, but the light outside was suddenly much clearer.

Hao Qing skillfully turned on the light, and I was surprised to see a huge bookcase in front of me, which took up almost a third of the room.

It is densely packed with all kinds of books, and it seems that Hao Qing's father is really a learned person.

"These are all collected by my father, and they are usually so tight that I have to be nervous for a long time even if I touch him." Hao Qing said, her eyes also showing the color of memory.

I nodded, looking at the books, they were very well preserved. I could see that I was very attentive, and I looked at these dense books, most of which were about history and literature, as well as a small number of foreign classics.

"Dad likes history very much, and he always talks to me about the past, and that time was very beautiful." Hao Qing recalled.

"Where's your mother?" I subconsciously asked, but I felt inappropriate when the words were already spoken.

Just asked Mom, Hao Qing's face darkened, and she looked a little evasive. "Hmm...... Let's go. ”

I'm wise not to mention it again.

"If you are a stranger, you can live here first, I will tidy up my father's room every day, and the bedding is new. You...... Rest well. After Hao Qing explained the matter, the last sentence seemed to have made a lot of determination.

"Hmmm! Okay, so are you. I froze for a moment, then nodded in response. Suddenly remembered something, he looked at Hao Qing, who was already about to turn around and go out, and said, "Can I read the books here?" ”

Hao Qing was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Yes." ”

"Don't worry, I'll put it back in place after reading it, and there will definitely be no damage." Smiling at Hao Qing, I knew that Hao Qing was worried that I would break the book, after all, it was also his father's relic.

Hao Qing looked at me, finally nodded, and said, "Then, good night." ”

"Good night." Looking at the door that had been closed, I spoke. I can't say what kind of mood it is, maybe a little bit of astringency, it's just ......

I put aside the messy thoughts in my head, clenched my fists, and waited until I explained everything. I hope that in the future, I will still be able to live.

I looked at the books on the shelves, there were so many types, as a scholar, it was impossible not to be interested in books, I took out one at random, it was a general history of the world. There wasn't much dust on it, so I thought Hao Qing should clean it often.

There are a lot of sets in this version, and there are so many things that I looked at the desk next to me, thought about it, and walked over and sat down.

When I turned the first page, I was a little surprised, because it was a blank page? This surprised me a little, and when I scrolled down, it was still blank.

This wouldn't buy a pirated copy, would it? I thought to myself, but when I flipped back a little further, something was wrong.

Because there is no writing in this book at all, except for the outer skin of a "General History of the World", there is no writing at all, as if it is a wordless book.

How so? I thought about it, listening to the meaning of Hao Qing's words, his father loved these books very much, and there was such a wordless book in it, which should be impossible.

I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out another copy to read, and on the cover it was Sherlock Holmes, a novel, very thick. But the moment I opened it, I was also a little blind. There are words, but ......

"How...... How could it be "Dream of Red Mansions"? I was surprised to see the clip of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. It feels a little magical.

Several more books were pulled out, either blank pages like the General History of the World, or like Sherlock Holmes, and the covers did not match the contents. This is true of almost every single one.

I looked at the hundreds of books missing from the shelves and was a little shocked. Hao Qing's father...... What kind of person is he?

But before I could think about it, I heard a click, and I looked at the door of my room, which was opened......