In the early morning, a round of beautiful red sun, jumped out from the east, ten thousand golden lights gushed out, dazzling light, dispelled the night before dawn, although very reluctant, but under the dispelling of the sun, the night can only reluctantly and slowly retreat.

A new day, the sun is shining.

Parker Manor.

The green lawn has already occupied the whole manor, facing the rising sun, growing unscrupulously, long and short, thick and thin, straight and curved, strange, each different, each full of wildness.

In a word, this thing is wild.

Different from the quiet in the past, the early morning silence of the manor today is not there, and the noisy noise fills every corner of the manor. And in the midst of the noise, a neutral voice is very obvious.

"Hey, you, yes, that's you, shovel all the grass. I don't want this thing to be like a fucking international terrorist, and it will pop up in a few days. ”

"Hey, the big bluestone slab is well paved, don't make flowers, do you see the patterns on it?" Although I don't recognize this postmodern art, I don't like abstract ...... even more."

"Who, don't get my big tree, that's the guy I eat......"

……

In the manor, a young man in a coat of care, standing in the rising sun, facing the golden sun, with a messy golden retriever, stood in the middle of the busy manor, chattering and spitting.

"Edward, why didn't you go to work?" Peter, who had just woken up, yawned and walked up to Edward's side, scratched his coop, and asked listlessly.

"I'm taking a leave of absence." At this time, Edward commanded the scene with great interest. casually perfunctory.

"Leave?" Shocked, Peter woke up from a drowsy and looked at Edward in surprise.

In an instant, a pair of eyes widened, and he also noticed the difference in Edward. Glancing up and down at the person in front of him who had changed his painting style, he couldn't believe it, and a thought came to his heart. The person in front of you can't be a fake, right?

It's changing so fast I can't believe it.

Look at the messy hair, the casual dress, this is not the same style of painting as his original brother.

"Edward, you're alright." Thinking of this, Peter asked in disbelief.

"Of course." Edward looked rightly right. "Why are you uncomfortable?"

"What about you...... This ......" Peter had no heart to argue, and stretched out his fingers, pointing up and down at Edward's clothes and hairstyle. Stammering in the mouth. Don't know what to say.

"What's this, I think it's pretty good, it's easy, isn't it?" Scratching his head, Edward shrugged.

"Yes." In a distraction, Peter couldn't help but scratch his head and nodded.

"Damn, I'm not talking about this, aren't you changing too quickly. I wonder if you're someone else's fake! Coming to his senses, Peter yelled at Edward.

"Quiet. Peter. It's nothing. I just figured it out. Human life is so short, why not enjoy it in a limited life? "Edward's sky-blue eyes are plain, like a wise man who sees through the red dust.

It's just the content of the words......

Peter looked at Edward quietly with a black line.

Shaking his head vigorously, Peter didn't care why Edward had these changes.

"Well, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, as long as you're not dead. Peter waved his hand, as if you were tossing slowly.

"By the way, what did you just say about asking for leave?" Thinking of what he had just said, Peter asked suspiciously.

You must know that after becoming a police officer, Edward has never taken a leave of absence. Go to work on time every day and leave work on time, you are simply a model employee.

Hearing Peter's question, Edward shrugged his shoulders and said with a straight face.

"I don't think I can devote all my passion to this profession, so I took a few days off home to reflect on my mental state. If you don't put all your energy into it, it is a blasphemy against the police profession. This is absolutely not allowed in my opinion! ”

Looking at Edward, who was standing in front of him talking serious nonsense, Peter felt his heart beat faster. He took a few deep breaths and said with a reluctant smile.

"How many days off?" Peter couldn't help but hope rising in his heart, maybe only for a few days.

However, the reality is always cruel.

"A few days? Who knows? Maybe it's three or four days, maybe it's a month, or it's not impossible to do it for a few years. You know, mental adjustment is always so uncertain, isn't it? First stunned, then shrugged, with a look you know.

"Does Director William know?!" Peter's brow twitched, and he quickly took several deep breaths, his voice a little hoarse.

"Of course, the chief is very much in favor of people like me who have made the police a lifelong career." Edward nodded, and said as a matter of course.

There was still a look of gratitude in his eyes, as if he was very moved by Director William's concept of agreeing with him. It's just that the style of painting has changed too much before and after, and Peter said that he needs time to take it well.

"That'...... Then you're busy here. I still have something to do, so I'll go first. Peter reluctantly said a few words. He felt his blood pressure start to spike rapidly. If you stay here any longer, you will explode and die in the next moment.

Edward waved his hand impatiently. His eyes fell on the people who were working, and he reached out and began to shout loudly.

"Hey man, can you tell me what you're doing there? I'm not spending dollars to make you smoke here! ”

"And that, if you're too tired, you can take a break, but please don't disturb other people's work, thank you."

Edward was on the side, and began to babble again.

……

The whole estate is in full swing, and if you don't know where it is, you think it's a construction site. It was a hot sight. It's just, well, full of energy.

"Mr. Edward, we didn't bother." Coulson stood aside, his eyes scanning the sweaty scene, even if he had a good psychological quality, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, looking at Edward, who had changed his style in front of him, for a while, he felt that his brain was not enough.

"Welcome, Mr. Coulson, it's a pleasure to see you again." Looking at the acquaintance in front of him, Edward showed great joy.

That happy look made him very puzzled. But thinking about the purpose of this trip, Coulson naturally didn't say anything. He also showed a happy expression.

"Thank you." (To be continued.) )