Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The departure of Little Bottle and Bottle Baby was just as wonderful as their arrival.

Plain, sudden...

At the beginning of the new year, it suddenly disappeared, leaving us no time to say goodbye...

The night before was New Year's Eve. Everyone had a lot of fun. They ran to the suburbs to set off firecrackers for most of the night, came back and drank a lot of wine, and woke up in the evening.

The sunset outside the window was just right. Wu Xie rubbed his temples and slowly got up, still dazed by a hangover.

"Brother, my head hurts." Wu Xie muttered with his shoulders drooped.

She's just acting like a spoiled brat.

So the person who was originally standing in front of the window came over silently and handed him a cup of sobering tea.

"Where are Xiao Naiping and Pingbao?" Wu Xie asked when he saw that they were the only ones in the room.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, but his expression looked a little solemn.

"Well, they probably woke up early and went out to play." Wu Xie smiled indifferently.

It was not until late at night when Wu Xie still hadn't seen the two of them that he realized something was wrong.

"Fatty, have you seen the baby bottle today?" Wu Xie grabbed Fatty and asked anxiously.

Pingbao is already an adult, and he often goes out to do things alone. But little Ping is very clingy, and he will never go out alone without someone to accompany him.

Even if,

Even Aquarius would never leave without saying a word or telling him.

"I woke up later than you, so of course I didn't see them." The fat man was also confused. It was as if the two people disappeared out of thin air today.

The fat man suddenly thought: "Hey! Isn't there a surveillance camera at the door? Can't we just check to see if they went out today?"

"Yes, yes."

Wu Xie became excited and hurried to watch the surveillance playback.

The video scrolled by at 2x speed, and Wu Xie kept rewinding for several hours until the early morning of this morning, when a few people came back from outside with their arms around each other.

The fat man stared for a long time with his eyes open, but didn't find anything strange. He said to Wu Xie: "Since we came back together, are they still at home, but just drunk and sleeping in which room?"

"Yes, yes, yes." With a bad guess in his mind, Wu Xie's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the phone. When he heard Fatty's suggestion, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and said with tears in his eyes: "Fatty, you are right! The bottle is so small, you can just open a drawer and lie down in it. You can't say if you overslept. They...they must still be at home..."

"This..." The fat man scratched his head and exchanged a glance with Zhang Qiling, confirming his guess. However, seeing Wu Xie's miserable look, he did not dare to tell the truth, so he could only say, "Then let's look for it at home."

"Xiaobao!"

"A bottle baby! Good baby!"

"Wake up and come out quickly!" Wu Xie turned the house upside down like a madman. He was determined to open every drawer, no matter whether there was a person hiding there or not, as if he was possessed.

"Stop playing and come out quickly..." Wu Xie sat on the messy ground and begged in a low voice, "Can you please come back?"

The sound of people moving around was heard in the quiet room. Wu Xie heard it, raised his head excitedly and shouted, "Brother!"

Wu Xie's eyes were red, and when he saw that the person coming was Zhang Qiling, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

This guy is not that guy.

"Brother...it's you..."

"I, I thought it was Aquarius who came back..." Wu Xie forced a miserable smile, his long eyelashes fluttering gently like a butterfly, and a string of pearls rolled down and scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Qiling sat down next to Wu Xie and gently held him in his arms.

Although the disappointment revealed in Wu Xie's eyes just now was very hurtful.

But Zhang Qiling still spoke firmly: "Wu Xie, I'm..."

Little Milk Bottle, Bottle Baby...aren’t they all him?

There are thousands and thousands of Zhang Qilings and thousands and thousands of Wu Xies on the trajectory of the world.

He is him, he is also him...