Chapter Twenty-Seven: I am afraid that there will be no chaos in the world
Strange, why is he still at home at this point, only to find out that today is the weekend, and the point is really back.
After changing my clothes and coming out, I didn't dare to look at Diao Chen, to say that the two photos before were not comparable, now I have obviously pushed myself to another ** in my life, and I won't be able to get down for a while.
The sound of flipping through the newspaper came from behind him, and he was quite idle, so he was really angry, and turned his head to warn him: "If you dare to tell him about today's events, I will definitely ...... ......I don't know what to say when the words came to his mouth, he put down the newspaper and waited for the next with great interest, and he didn't know where the inspiration came from, so he opened his mouth and said, "I must draw a circle and curse you!" "Why don't you kill you or I kill myself, anyway, I have to take my life in the end, it's not worth it, I still regret my life.
He seemed a little disappointed with my answer, and silently picked up the newspaper and continued to study, which did not frighten him, and I was really weak. So he changed his tactics and said earnestly: "This matter is about my reputation, so it's better for you to keep your mouth shut." ”
"Agreed." At the moment he behaved with grace, and it was very rare to maintain a high degree of consistency with me, and he peeked out of the top of the newspaper with a pair of heroic eyes, and said in a more earnest tone than I did: "But I think it seems to have a greater impact on my reputation." ”
In an instant, I felt like I had been shot thousands of times, and I forced the feeling of wanting to vomit blood and said indifferently: "No matter what, in short, let's just not say anything." He nodded knowingly and continued to watch the news. It's rare to negotiate with him successfully, but the mood is more sad than many previous negotiations broke down, I seriously summarized and summarized, because this time itself is not very fair, even if he brought the secret to the coffin, I am still the one who suffers the most, so I think about it, it is extremely bad.
Back in the dormitory, Luo Su just came back from dinner, I rushed up with a hungry tiger and stuffed a few bites, Luo Su was so frightened that he gave up the lunch box, looked at me with strange eyes, and asked gossip after a while: "Are you so intense?" ”
A large mouthful of rice suddenly stuck in his neck, and he hurriedly put down the lunch box and ran to the bathroom to cough out, Luo Su followed, touched his chin and nodded, as if he had come to some great conclusion, and said very seriously: "Hmm...... It seems that Diao Chen is really powerful. ”
I knew that I would spray her with a face, lest she make up the plot in her brain and think about it. Seeing that I was coughing and blushing, I didn't say I was worried, but I was happy, clapped my hands and said happily: "Look, you are blushing, it seems that I guessed well, I said that lonely men and widows don't return home at night, and if something doesn't happen, I'm too sorry for the audience." ”
On the road of fear that the world will not be chaotic, Luo Su and I have always maintained a high degree of consistency, of course, I never want the protagonist of the story to be myself, and I am not short of eyes, it is enough to joke and laugh at others. I tried my best to suppress the feeling of weakness, and pretended to be calm and said, "Diao Chen and I are buddies, and we are not ready to do it." ”
"You think so, do Diao Chen think so too? Not necessarily. Luo Su looked at my face up close, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and was thinking about how to get rid of her interrogation, but she retreated by herself, and said in a tangled way: "Actually, I didn't think about you and Diao Chen at the beginning, because I knew that you made an appointment with Dong Zhuo. ”
"Don't mention him." Interrupt her immediately, Dong Zhuo's matter really hurt me a lot, and the wounds haven't been licked yet, where do I have the courage to look back.
But Russell didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he kept babbling: "What's the hurry, I haven't cut to the chase." "Straight to the point? Is there anything that I, the protagonist, don't know? It's too wicked. Luo Su frowned and said with deep concern: "Yesterday Ma Chao and I came back very late, and as soon as we walked downstairs to the dormitory, I saw Dong Zhuo, who was leaning on the pillar of the corridor decadently. ”
"And then?" Snatching Luo Su's hand suddenly, she took Joe, completely ignoring my anxiety, and asked slowly, "Aren't you allowed to mention it?" If you don't mention it, don't mention it. ”
"Luo Su, if you don't say anything, I'll break off my friendship with you!" At such a critical juncture, she dared to play tricks, and she simply didn't take my fierceness in her eyes. Maybe I was really frightened by my serious appearance, and hurriedly said like a cannon: "Then I told him that I was your roommate, and asked if you went up, but he asked if you were in the dormitory, I thought it was not good, I didn't dare to say much about Diao Chen, and lied that you couldn't wait for him to go home." Luo Su's story of you, me and him dizzed herself, and she said again: "In the end, Dong Zhuo punched the pillar, which was much more fierce than you, and he was still saying something in his mouth. ”
Are the pillars beaten by people? Dong Zhuo's hand was injured, and he didn't run. Busy asked: "What did he say?" ”
Luo Su thought for a long time, and said with great certainty: "I didn't hear clearly." ”
Defeated her. After thinking about it, since Dong Zhuo can come to me, why didn't he answer the call? Isn't it too contradictory? Luo Su seemed to think of something again, and atoned for his sins and said, "But he told me to ask you to go to the No. 9 warehouse by the river to find him, and said that he would wait until you go." ”
Without waiting for her to finish, she took her bag and rushed out the door again. I remember many years ago, 2012 was just the future, not the end of the world, and I remember that many years ago, chrysanthemums were just flowers, not some organs, and I remember that many years ago, people did things with their brains, not by impulse. Even though I thought about it, I rushed to the taxi and prayed silently that nothing would happen.