MTL - Silent Reading-Chapter 130 Edmond Dontes (1)

Luo Wenzhou froze for a long time: "Really ... really?"

Fei Du glanced at him with a slight glance. The corner of his eye was naturally a little radian, swept by the cold wind, and reddish slightly.

Luo Wenzhou woke up, and looked into his eyes, but was a little bit lost. He was disembarked. He followed Fei Du's movements to get off his legs and got out of the car. I felt my right shoulder as if I had reached the flesh across the thick coat, and I didn't dare to touch it. I just put an arm on Fei Du's shoulder and held him half-heartedly, thinking slowly: "This What is it? "

Then a small cold wind blew, and Luo Wenzhou was awake with a jerk, and afterwards he thought, "Let him carry me, isn't this nonsense?"

Luo Wenzhou laughed dryly, and was about to retract his hand, but Fei Du clasped his wrist and carried it directly out of the car.

Luo Wenzhou was frightened by his fright, and clung to Fei Du's shoulders in a mess-especially the young man obviously underestimated his weight. When he stood up, his legs were a little stingy, and his feet were stinging.

Luo Wenzhou's tongue and teeth were tied together: "Wait, wait, wait, put me down, put me down, I am what I am, I'm afraid of low altitude."

Fei Du stood still and smiled: "Lock the car, the key is in my pocket."

Luo Wenzhou hurriedly scrambled: "Baby, we have something to say, that hero you ... you put me down ... hey, don't introduce it! Why don't you go without a hint of" settling and sitting down "! Slow down! "

The parking space is only a few steps away from the building door. Luo Wenzhou ’s family lives on the first floor. It ’s just a little way. Fei Du is not too bad to be able to carry him. But Luo Wenzhou is very good at self-intimidation. Lie on an antique porcelain bottle, which is usually inadvertently placed in a glass cover. At this time, he was shaken by his own pressure, so that he did not even dare to let out the atmosphere. Drop a glaze from this baby porcelain bottle.

He could feel Fei Du's rapid breathing, exhaling a little bit of temperature at the neckline, his long hair was hidden in the scarf, only a drop fell, and it fell softly on the neckline, while Fei Du's hard bones backed against him. On the chest, the stab hurt him.

As soon as Luo Wenzhou was in distress, he couldn't help committing the crime / cheap. He leaned in and patted Fei Du's hair gently with the tip of his nose, took a deep breath in his collar, and whispered in Fei Du's ear: "I remember a word."

Fei Du: "Huh?"

"Ancient way," Luo Wenzhou vacated a finger and pointed at the stairway, and put in his ear to feel the small cold wind from Siberia. "Westerly wind ..."

Then he poked on Fei Du's shoulder: "Skinny horse ... hey, don't don't, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, brother can't afford to fall, you take it easy."

"Although it's leather, it's too thin, and it hurts my ribs." After a while, Luo Wenzhou complained cheaply. "I'm not at home, and I haven't eaten well. I will exercise with me every day."

Fei Du was a little gasped, and he laughed angrily: "Yeah, your princess has been grieved without a twelve-layer mattress-how about getting up at six in the morning?"

Luo Wenzhou was poked into the dead spot, and reached out to hold Fei Du's neck: "little cub."

In this way, he got to Fei Du's chin again, and couldn't help but rubbed that sharp jaw twice: "I said, go back to Tao Ran for dinner, and let you take a small broken coffee machine upstairs. Nothing, why is it so good today-is there something I'm sorry about these days, eh? "

Fei Du thought for a while: "There is one."

Luo Wenzhou had a meal.

Fei Du paused for a moment before stepping up the steps: "I especially like you without permission, sorry."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He was silent, suddenly reached out and grabbed the handrail next to the stairs, forcibly stopped Fei Du's footsteps, and then broke free without a word, grabbing Fei's scarf.

In the last two steps of the stairs, Fei Du was forcibly pulled up by him.

Luo Wenzhou fumbled out the keys indiscriminately, and opened the door lock based on his instinct without seeing it. He returned to push Fei Du into the porch, and pressed it against the door fiercely.

Luo Yiguo heard the door ringing, and came out to probe the brain as usual. Unfortunately, Luo Wenzhou stepped on the tail with his blind eye and kicked his feet. Cat Master screamed with his throat. He jumped up to over two feet high and bumped into the side. On a hanger.

The slender high-hanger with artistic sense was unstable, and could not help the fierce blow of the fifteen-pound fat cat. The head fell down, just cut off from the middle of two people, and the Chu-Han realm snored. Then, that The curved long hook again scratched the small wall lamp of the porch. In the scream of Luo Yi pot, the light bulb and the lampshade fell together to the ground.

Fei Du: "..."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Luo Wenzhou extruded a sentence from his teeth: "I must have stewed that hairy **** today."

After hearing this, Luo Yiguo became more and more angry. He launched an attack from the shoe cabinet, gave Luo Wenzhou a set of life-threatening claws, and coldly grabbed the sleeves of his coat. Then it jumped angrily across the ground debris, a triple jump, and jumped to the top of the cat's climbing frame.

Luo Wenzhou: "Luo Yiguo, I fight with you!"

Fei Du laughed.

Luo Wenzhou glared at him for a while, and calmly removed his toe, which was hit by a hanger, and could not gather any temper in his heart.

He felt like a prodigal emperor in a negative textbook. Hearing the evildoing of the country and the people for a hundred years, he laughed at it, and it was nothing to lose his country and ruin his body, let alone break his sleeve under the cat's claw?

"After watching the cat demolishing the house, did you make you happy?" Luo Wenzhou muttered angrily. "It was silent all the way, and he promised everything, and it made me feel like a mess in my heart, thinking you again What are you doing? "

Fei Du froze and smiled slightly.

"I'm still thinking, if your kid ever said something like" inappropriate, let's go, "I'll kill you, so that you can't get out of bed next year," Luo Wenzhou reached into his hair / into Fei Du's hair, heavy The land scourged, "Because what? Is it ... in the ecological park that day?"

Federton paused: "I thought you would think ..."

"Isn't it really good for you?" Luo Wenzhou sighed, sighing across the ground. He leaned over and pulled Fei Du's collar, and his lips and dragonflies swept across the tip of his nose. "You were a little scary that day, Do you know what I'm thinking? "

Fei Du: "What?"

"Fortunately, I look at you ... Well, as a man who saves the world with beauty, Nobel deserves to give me a □□."

Fei Du: "..."

"Fun to play with you," Luo Wenzhou let go of him, bent over and lifted up the hanger on the floor. "Without me, you have grown so big, I know you know, don't you?"

Fei Du watched him blinklessly, as if he wanted to burn his outline with his eyes, and put it in the deepest and darkest place in his heart, no one would show it.

"What to see," Luo Wenzhou, with his indestructible face, was even a little embarrassed by him. He thought that the word "sorry" had been unloaded from the thesaurus. Looking aside, I don't have any eyesight. Who would want you except me? "

On the last night of the year, the first thing after the two of them entered the house was to clean up a messy entrance.

Luo Wenzhou packed the glass lampshade and the fragments of the light bulb together, and Fei Du began to toss the corpse left by the wall lamp on the wall.

He also replaced the half of the bulb that was attached to it, and he didn't know where to get a wire, and the sharp-nose pliers just nested a few times. Then he set up a small bracket that could just fit on the bulb. Then he He ran to the basement again, and from where I found a tattered bicycle basket.

After Luo Wenzhou packed the dishes and stewed them with low heat, he found that Fei Du had trimmed and cut the old car basket a few times and mounted it on an iron bracket on the light bulb. The lampshades that are suitable for posing are complemented by the thin clothes hangers that "accurate" next to each other, as if they were originally a set.

The water in the casserole boiled, and the taste floated out. Luo Yiguo looked at the portion of the meat, gave the shoveler a cheap forgiveness, and jumped down again at the foot of Luo Wenzhou.

Luo Wenzhou was leaning against the wall, thinking about the fire, watching Fei Du's back to him, packing up the tools he had used and the cut wire.

Suddenly, those desperate suspects, hissing victims, intricate old cases, unidentifiable traitors, etc., suddenly all left his world quietly.

The tranquility in his heart was like the old soup boiled with a slight fire, and the steam was hot, and it took a long time to make a bubble. The bubbles that came out were counted as one. The rise and fall did not rush, and it burst to fullness. Come out.

It was the smell of home, and it smelled of a sense of contentment, like it could be settled in this life.

Luo Wenzhou hugged his arms in front of his chest, leaned back, and closed his eyes slightly.

This time, he felt that the time was finally ripe, and the words that had been rushed out of his mouth flowed to his mouth, and he said to Fei Du: "Hey, trouble."

"..." Fei Du said, "Master, what are you doing?"

Luo Wenzhou looked at the ceiling and then at the floor. He bent over and picked up the heavy body of Yi Yi, holding the cat's claws and asking, "When are you going to give the grandfather a name?"

Fei Duo meal, then he did not say a word, looked down in the wire just cut to find, cut a section of the appropriate length, very cleverly with needle-nose pliers into three loops stacked together Spiral ring, blow off the debris, kissed a bit in the mouth, then turned to kneel.

Luo Wenzhou and Luo Yipot blew their hair together, leaning back at the same time, Luo Yizhou bumped into Luo Wenzhou's shoulder, and Luo Wenzhou hit the wall.

Fei Du: "The size is definitely right. Would you like to wear it?"

On the same day, Luo Wenzhou proved to him that the unreasonable nickname of "Old Man" was unreasonable, and that Mr. Fei "can only get out of bed next year".

Luo Yiguo was locked out of the door of the master bedroom again, but Her Majesty got a bowl of braised pork without seasoning, so he cut a piece of master bedroom in the territory for two humans, and will not be held accountable for the time being.

This year is another year.

Xiao Haiyang left the interrogation room in the roar of Lu Guosheng. The hysterical scolding seemed to have some magic power, glowing and heating, preventing wind and cold, and making him light as a swallow. He ran up the street in the cold wind, passed through the group of young people who watched on the square and on the commercial street, hopped on a bus driving outside the city, and sat for more than an hour to reach the terminal. He didn't know Weary walked for half an hour with both legs, arrived at a small remote cemetery.

The cemetery is naturally closed, Xiao Haiyang took out his "sensitive skills" comparable to that of a bear, jumped into the cemetery and found a humble stone monument.

The street lights not far off obliquely, Xiao Haiyang could see the black and white Gu Zhao on the tombstone. He was still a strong and powerful person, but his expression was a bit out of shape, because he was a little afraid of the camera, and was nervous when he took the picture. , Photos are always not as good-looking as myself.

Xiao Haiyang suddenly felt wronged. It seemed as if he was bullied outside when he was very young, and walked back with his face, until he saw this man. He finally broke his power. The endurance of the grievances turned back, and he always made him suffer. Can't help but cry into the man's arms.

There was a blur on his spectacles, and the hot steam was steaming out of his nose and eyes together, and the white steam burst into a ball, like a human-shaped steam stove. The steam stove took a few steps slowly, bent down and hugged the icy stele, wanting to vent it as quickly as it did a long time ago.

Suddenly, a light scent penetrated into his somewhat dull nose.

Xiao Haiyang froze, then, he realized that the smell was uploaded from the tombstone, like the smell of some kind of no-cleansing detergent, Xiao Haiyang quickly wiped the eyes scrawled in a ball, turned on the flashlight, and found that The tombstone was wiped very carefully, even the corners were spotless, and there was a bunch of fresh flowers under the tombstone.

Xiao Haiyang frowned slowly and said to himself, "Uncle Gu, who has been here before?"

At that time, Gu Zhao's body was collected by his mother, dragging his sick body alone, because the cause of death was not glorious, and the stubborn old lady did not tell anyone, and indifferently rejected Gu Zhao's private attempts to help her. Colleague, quietly took out his savings to buy a remote and cheap small cemetery, and placed him here.

Xiao Haiyang was relying on himself to be a child, and followed the old lady embarrassedly all the way. The old lady couldn't rush away when she saw him, so she followed him. Xiao Haiyang clearly remembers that Gu Zhao did not have a funeral and did not notify his relatives and friends. On the day of his funeral, only his mother and himself were present.

So who scrubbed the tombstones and placed flowers?

Today is not Gu Zhao's jeopardy, and there is no custom of scanning the grave in the solar calendar.

Is this mysterious visitor just informed of the retrial of Gu Zhao case?

But that hasn't been announced to the public ... even internally, only the relevant staff responsible for the Lu Guosheng case heard a shadow.

Who will it be?