"your RBQ. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.23txt." Su Bai glanced at the fat man, knowing that this product likes it the most, but the possibility that the fat man said is indeed very realistic.

If you return to the story world of "Mr. Zombie", it is very likely that you will appear directly in the dungeon when you go out continuously.

The original self was too weak to compare with the present, but does the current self have enough ability to rush out of that dungeon?

Those Qi Refiners are actually not good characters, and the reason why I chose to enter the story world of "Mr. Zombie" is to try to find a way to help Xun'er.

Of course, there is no conflict between finding benefits and doing your part for Xun'er, it's just that Su Bai only has three hours, and it is very likely that Su Bai can't do anything, and he can't even find where Xun'er is.

But this kind of thing, in itself, is about a person who does his best to obey the destiny of God and does it himself, so he has a clear conscience, Su Bai feels that he is really selfish, but what he can do, the maximum, is so much.

His back relaxed, and the whole person was placed in the sand, Su Bai held the teacup in his hand, feeling the temperature transmitted from the wall of the teacup.

"Dabai, think about it yourself, let's go rest first. The monk spoke.

Su Bai nodded.

The monk and Gyatso went back to the room in turn, the fat man continued to watch TV, about half an hour later, Su Bai also felt that he should go to rest, and when he got up, the fat man suddenly said:

"Dabai, don't force everything. ”

Su Bai was stunned for a moment, looked at the fat man, and said with some concern, "You are still comprehending cause and effect?"

"I don't dare to play, I really don't dare to play. The fat man shook his head, but no one knew whether the fat man's words were true or not, he just looked at Su Bai very seriously very rarely, "Actually, there are many other options, but you stubbornly want to go to "Mr. Zombie" The story world must have your own plans and purposes, but back to the story world, there is a balance of broadcasting, if you want to do something urgently, what you do, the broadcast will also make changes from other conveniences to offset the impact of what you do, this is the balance of broadcasting, because, if there is no balance, there is no storytelling that radio is pursuing. ”

"I know, but sometimes, even if you know that it may be useless, there is still a big difference between doing it and not doing it, isn't it?"

The fat man nodded, "Just for peace of mind." ”

"Just peace of mind. Su Bai repeated, and then shouted to the fat man: "I'll take a shower and go to rest, you should rest early." ”

When Su Bai's figure walked out of the living room,

The fat man put a handful of peanuts into his mouth, and after his lips squirmed, he spit out all the peanut shells, chewed the flesh and swallowed it.

sighed.

...............

I didn't sleep very well this night, even though Su Bai thought that he had a strong psychological endurance, he still lingered in his mind the scene he had seen in the picture scroll before.

Walking on the path of the cemetery, Chu Zhao stood in front of Xun'er's tombstone, very sad, and the photo of Xun'er on the tombstone was still so beautiful.

Even if Su Bai instilled in himself the phrase "obey the destiny of heaven" over and over again in his heart, he forced himself to treat Xun'er as an ordinary friend of his, he could help if he could, and it was not his responsibility to help if he couldn't.

But this kind of irritability still kept disturbing Su Bai's heart.

Before dawn, at three o'clock in the morning, Su Bai woke up, looked at his son sleeping next to him, Su Bai lowered his head, and kissed his son's pink and milky face gently.

If anyone can make themselves desperate, then this little guy is left.

Getting up, Su Bai left the bedroom, entered the kitchen, took out a bottle of cold beer from the refrigerator, pushed open the cap with his thumb, and blew most of the bottle into the mouth of the bottle.

Su Bai didn't like to drink, and he didn't even drink much often, but at this time, he still felt that he could indulge a little.

Sitting down on the sand in the living room, there were still leftover peanuts eaten by the fat man on the coffee table, Su Bai reached out and gently rubbed it on his face, taking a deep breath.

At this time in Shanghai, it is still quite cool at night, and the old Fang's house is in the position of the yin vein, so the coolness is stronger.

Putting the beer bottle on the coffee table, Su Bai also grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled them slowly, and ate them slowly.

To be honest, Su Bai also knows in his heart that the reason why he is so irritable may be more because of Xun'er's life and death, since becoming a listener, Su Bai feels that his nostalgia for the previous world has become weaker and weaker, for example, when he was eating at his aunt's house before, Su Bai rarely felt the kind of warmth that belonged to his relatives, but to say how nostalgic it was, it was fake.

A state of life, when you get used to it, you will be too lazy to switch and change.

For Xun'er, since she has become an audience, her life and death are very common.

Even the monk Gyatso and the fat man dare not guarantee whether the next story world can really come back alive, Su Bai is not a broadcaster, nor is it a lychee, how can he have the qualifications and ability to ensure Xun'er's life or death?

Su Bai was really irritable because of the foreknowledge of that painting;

In the dark, a big hand is fiddling with everything, so that the trajectory of everything is established.

My fate is up to me, which sounds romantic, but when it comes to doing it, it often seems very naïve.

Su Bai knows that to a certain extent, he is now challenging fate and resisting fate, and the pressure and boredom are naturally needless to say, and even, Su Bai's own side is actually in a negative state.

A bottle of beer, slowly drunk, this bit of wine, naturally will not have any impact on Su Bai's consciousness, but this is also a kind of sin, when you want to get drunk and want to be drowsy for a while It becomes an unattainable luxury, it is indeed a little painful.

There will always be times when people need to escape, and sometimes, like an ostrich, burying your head in a sand pit is also a kind of happiness.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, outside, there are stars, but it shows a lonely atmosphere.

In the air, there is also a kind of murderous atmosphere.

Although the Spring Festival has passed, the recovery of everything is far from coming, or, in this metropolis built of cold reinforced concrete soil, spring, summer, autumn and winter have long been reduced to a supporting role.

When the people here no longer need to watch the solar terms to farm and work, they have naturally become the spice of life, and the rest is only what to eat during the winter solstice and what to eat on the summer solstice.

Su Bai held his mobile phone in his hand, kept reversing it, and called Xun'er?

It may be that entering that story world by himself is the reason for Xun'er's death, but if he doesn't enter that story world because of this, Xun'er will also die because of it.

When no matter what choice you make, the ending seems to have been sealed, you will feel like a retard, even if you have splashed all the ink on the white paper, but the white paper is still as white as new.

Su Bai didn't expect that with his temper and character, he would also have the loneliness of fishing alone in the cold river and snow, which was not his own painting style at all, and it should not belong to him.

"Damn, I'm missing the MLM atmosphere a little bit at this time. ”

Su Baiwan smiled, perhaps, only that kind of atmosphere can give yourself a high-spirited motivation, even if it is actually a self-congratulation, but at least it can make you believe in life and yourself again.

"Meow!"

An auspicious cry came from behind Su Bai.

Su Bai turned around and looked at Ji Xiang,

Ji Xiang was also looking at Su Bai, and on Ji Xiang's tail, there was a painting rolled up and slowly placed on the ground.

Su Bai shook his head, "I don't want to see this painting again." ”

Ji Xiang didn't open the painting, but calmly continued to look at Su Bai,

A man and a cat, looking at each other in the night before dawn,

This kind of staring lasted about a quarter of an hour.

Su Bai remembered that when he first saw Jixiang, he saw the terrible scene on Huangquan Road from Jixiang's eyes, but now, the cat's eyes were very bright and clear.

Squatting down, Su Bai looked at Ji Xiang and said with some interest: "She's back." ”

Ji Xiang was a little puzzled and turned his head slightly.

"It's not lychee. Su Bai said.

Ji Xiang is still the expression before, this cat, sometimes really good at pretending, pretending to be innocent, pretending to be very incomprehensible, pretending to be very cold, if it is not for the fact that it is not feasible, Su Bai really wants to cooperate with the monk fat man to restrain this black cat and then search for its soul, perhaps, a lot of secrets can be solved.

When he was in the petri dish, the cat was in front of him, flipping the picture scroll, "weaving" a childhood for himself, and then, the cat became the iconic pet of lychee.

Later, the cat came into her own life and helped her take care of her son.

This cat has spanned the footprints of several generations.

What a cat with a story.

Su Bai squatted down, looked at Jixiang, and sighed,

"Hehe, my mom is back. ”

Jixiang was stunned for a moment,

Then he pushed the painting away with his paws, pushed the painting under the sand, and then paced to Su Bai, stretched out his tongue, and licked Su Bai's palm.

In a trance,

Su Bai suddenly had the feeling that the cat was taking care of himself like a little guy.

This feeling is very quiet and harmonious,

Unconsciously,

Li Mingxian,

Su Bai took a deep breath,

"It's dawn. ”