Chapter 132: A Thousand Miles of Fate
It was another early morning, Yang Xiaohai got up from the bed, and looked at the black pupils not far away from him at a glance. I saw that the girl's long eyelashes were motionless, and her eyes were closed. "It's kind of sleeping!" It's the next day. As soon as he came in, Hei Tong didn't eat, drink or sleep, just stared at Yang Xiaohai with wide eyes, which was very infiltrating.
Yang Xiaohai didn't know anything about medicine, and he couldn't rashly invite someone to come and see him, so he could only be careful to accompany him. For a whole day, the black eyes were bright, and Yang Xiaohai, who was accompanying him, never closed his eyes! The inventory bottomed out, and Yang Xiaohai wanted to be hungry for a few meals, and then talk about it when he had a little energy. But Yan Bing sent someone to bring food.
Just two pieces of hard bread and a small bag of strawberry jam. But for Yang Xiaohai, who has been neglected for a long time, he still feels warm in his heart. In fact, he never wanted much, it was nothing more than a sense of identity.
Pinched the pitiful amount of food with his hand, but Yang Xiaohai didn't eat it immediately. After eating like crazy, Yang Xiaohai is not very hungry now. It's strange to say, he ate so many things, but he didn't have the desire to go to the toilet, so he spent a day with the black pupil in a small room. During this period, not to mention others, even Wang Xiaohai did not come.
Maybe everyone tacitly wants them to get together more! Anyway, now this little ancestor is finally asleep. Since this is the case, Yang Xiaohai stood up lightly and wanted to go next door to release water.
As soon as he got out of bed, Yang Xiaohai hadn't moved the small bed blocking the door, and a chill came from his back. The coolness was like substance, climbing from the waist to the back of the neck. He looked back and saw that the black pupils were lying flat on the bed, and their big eyes were looking at him without blinking!
"Ancestor, what kind of material are you made of?" Yang Xiaohai sighed helplessly.
Suddenly, it was another day, three days after his convulsive overeating. During this period, Yang Xiaohai only went to the toilet next door a few times. The rest of the time, he was stuffed in the room with the black pupils. This girl still doesn't eat, drink, or sleep, and she doesn't even look at the food that Yang Xiaohai puts next to her pillow. That posture won't change even if it takes another three days.
People don't have anything to do, Yang Xiaohai can't stand it. He was mortal to the naked eye, and after a few days, the feeling of fullness that finally rose has long been a thing of the past. If it weren't for the running water in the house, he would have gone out. But as soon as he saw the state of the black pupils, Yang Xiaohai endured it again.
This aunt is like a humanoid murder weapon, maybe whoever is unlucky will be clicked by her. So if Yang Xiaohai can't go out, he won't go out.
After all, there is a limit to human patience. No, as soon as the sky was white, he rubbed and fell to the ground. moved the bed and moved the door with his hands and feet, and almost couldn't wait to get out of the room. After looking at the wind in the corridor for a while, Yang Xiaohai was in a much better mood. It was quiet, and there was no figure.
As soon as he turned around, the black pupils appeared behind him silently. "That's not going to work!" If Black Pupil had been like this, would he have been able to hide from anyone forever? Although it was fine when I came in, who can guarantee that the black pupil's hands will not itch all the time? To put it bluntly, it was still the appearance of the black pupils killing in all directions that stimulated Yang Xiaohai so much that he was careful all the time.
Yang Xiaohai saw that there was no one left and right, so he simply beat the military body boxing in his brain from the first set to the second set, and then from the second set back to the first set. There are a total of three sets of military boxing, but he only found two sets in the inner net, so he also practiced two sets. But that's enough. As Yang Xiaohai came into contact with different types of infected people, he also became more and more abnormal.
At the beginning, I was still boxing according to the routine, and I went out of shape when I practiced. Yang Xiaohai's fists and feet lead the wind, but it is no longer the way of military boxing. His punches are more instinctive. As he fought, an enemy who attacked him appeared in front of him. In the face of an imaginary enemy's attack, he naturally knows what to do, and his reaction speed and anticipation ability make the battle much easier.
I moved a little, and I didn't sweat. Yang Xiaohai was refreshed, but his stomach was even hungrier.
"Good dancing."
A voice sounded, and the excited Yang Xiaohai jumped up on the spot! Being in the air, Yang Xiaohai turned his head to look. Obviously, his feet were still in front of him, but his face turned around. Before I knew it, the "cartilage" skill I had acquired after being infected by a woman was touched!
Such a strange scene, but the girl smiled softly, bringing Yang Xiaohai the feeling of a spring breeze. His emotions immediately soared. As soon as he landed, he took a big step unwillingly, held the arms of the black pupil with both hands, and said excitedly: "You are awake!" You've spoken! You're finally normal! Hahaha..."
Yang Xiaohai was overjoyed, he completely forgot the existence of the strange knife, and also forgot the cold arrogance of the black pupil. He only cared about his own pleasure, and he got carried away with excitement.
There was a shock to both hands, and the two hands left the shoulders of the black pupil as if they had been electrocuted. He was stunned, and then he reacted: The girl opposite is not an ordinary person! With an embarrassed smile, he whispered, "This is not a dance, but a widely spread technique. ”
"So that's the case, I said how faintly there is a kind of killing atmosphere. It's useless to me, but it's pretty good. ”
What hunger, what loneliness, all gone. Yang Xiaohai said to the black pupil: "When you wake up, things will be easy." I have a lot to say to you. Then he strode back to his room.
Back in his nest, Yang Xiaohai couldn't wait to ask, "Where have you been in the past few months?" How did you do this? I talked to you before, why ignore me? What's the deal with that strange knife? I wanted to ask before. It completely ignores the laws of physics, right? I was afraid that it would hurt people, so I didn't dare to go out to meet people. And there's..."The corners of the black pupil's mouth smiled, and he quietly listened to Yang Xiaohai's questions.
It was boring to talk alone, and soon Yang Xiaohai stopped talking. For a moment, the small room was quiet again.
"Wouldn't you be stupid again?"
The black pupil didn't speak, and Yang Xiaohai immediately thought about it.
"Heh..."The black pupil suddenly smiled, making Yang Xiaohai even more overwhelmed.
"You're nervous?" "No, I just don't understand a lot of things. Can you tell us about it? After asking so many questions, can you answer one of them? Yang Xiaohai said helplessly.
"I slept a little, although it was a bit longer. During this time, I dreamed about something. But when I woke up, everything in the dream was gone. ”
"You're not in a dream!" Yang Xiaohai wanted to be reminded, but looking at the familiar delicate face, he felt that she was different from before. As for the difference, he can't tell.
"Give me some time, my mind is very messy right now, and a lot of things are blurry. After a while, I'll remember what happened. If it really doesn't work, I will use the secret method of the master to recount the time around me and find the lost past. ”
Yang Xiaohai stared, but he didn't understand a word. That feeling came back, he felt like he was back in the "shelter", warm and comfortable. As the black pupil stopped talking, the small room was quiet again. But Yang Xiaohai is not bored. He couldn't tell why, but he felt very comfortable in his heart, as if no difficulty was a problem anymore.
After being silent for a long time, Yang Xiaohai suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "That's right! Can you clear the ground floor? It's dangling, it's annoying! ”
Black Hitomi was always quiet, and she said in a deep voice: "I always feel that I have forgotten something very important, but I can't remember anything." I'm worried that forcing my hand will get out of hand. ”
"Well, then you better not move. As long as it concerns you, none of it is normal. I want to see the sun a few more times! Anyway, it's not bad these days. Now that you're 'awake', I'll ask Lao Yan to get some food. Master has no credit and no hard work? I took back the whole building, and I don't believe that I can't pluck the feathers of the iron rooster. ”
"I'm a little hungry when you mention that." Black Hitomi said as she stroked her stomach. "What, your clothes are almost see-through, I'll put them on you, and I'll tighten myself for a while. I went upstairs. ”
Yang Xiaohai has never been a person who can sit still, he spread his feet and ran upstairs. There was no way, Yan Bing only stayed in his office, and it was useless to persuade anyone. That person in his forties, he didn't feel it hard to go up and down dozens of floors, and he Yang Xiaohai was not a problem. Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of Yan Bing's office.
Holding a carton of food, Yang Xiaohai jumped all the way back to the fifth floor. Although Yan Bing covered the office tightly, he did not make it too difficult for Yang Xiaohai to make a request. Yang Xiaohai took Yan Bing's slip and found Xu Xugao, who was also on the twenty-eighth floor, and got the food smoothly.
So when Hei Tong tore open a small bag of plastic bags and tore the bread and sent it to his small mouth, Yang Xiaohai's grinning mouth never closed.
Hitomi tore up a small bag of bread and ate it, drank half a glass of Coke, and never touched the rest of the food again. Yang Xiaohai confirmed several times, and when she saw that she was really full, she muttered, "Eat so little... I don't know what kind of stomach it is... It's really a fairy, she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world...", and ate all the food in the cardboard box.
With his teeth, Yang Xiaohai found that Hei Tong not only fastened the buttons of the black uniform, but also cut the excessively long places by the way. Yang Xiaohai glanced at the short knife pinned to her waist, and asked casually, "This thing is quite evil." It doesn't say anything about its own flight, it's hard and sharp, can you tell me where you bought it? If it's not expensive, I'd like to get one! ”
Hei Hitomi was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard a very funny joke, and suddenly laughed out loud without any image. Not only did he open his small mouth, but he even smiled and leaned back and closed. Yang Xiaohai scratched the back of his head, looking dazed. When the black pupil had enough of laughing, she grabbed the handle of the strange knife and pulled it out of her belt.
"If you want to ask anything else, I really can't reply to you, Xiaoyun's matter, I remember it quite clearly. It's just that you have to think about it, Xiaoyun's origin is not simple, if you listen to its life, you will have to bear the corresponding responsibility, and even say goodbye to the identity of ordinary people! ”
"Dry eggs! A broken knife can involve the height of life! Who's going to play with you! ”
Yang Xiaohai was stunned. He waved his hand again and again, "You better stop talking." I didn't ask anything, you didn't listen to anything! ”
Black Hitomi said a little jokingly: "It's a pity, it's late!" Now you, even if you want to calm down, you can't do it! You're in the middle of it, and I'll pick up what you can hear and talk slowly. ”