[ABO] Beta Attack Manual

After a night passed, Xing Baixue woke up early, went to the airport to fly directly to City C, and became the first person in room 404 to leave.In contrast, the three people who were also in this province were very leisurely, and set off after having lunch in the cafeteria.

As usual, Wen Xu and Jiang Chi returned to their respective homes in the afternoon.Because it is a working day, Mother Wen is not at home today.

Looking at the empty room, for some reason, Wen Xu suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart.

Maybe it's because the four of us lived in the room for a long time.

Wen Xu shook off the negative emotions that surged up. Since entering the cold winter, people can't help but become sentimental.

After tidying up the luggage he brought back, Wen Xu sat alone in the room with nothing to do. His mother had already prepared the dishes in advance the next day, and he only needed to turn on the fire to cook.

Wen Xu turned on the air conditioner, and strands of heating warmed up the cold bedroom.Wen Xu sat on a chair, with the bed behind him. He relaxed and fell back, half of his body pressed against the soft mattress.When people are free, they start to think about things.After talking with Xing Baixue, Wen Xu has indeed made up his mind to pursue Jiang Chi, but this relationship has been contradictory since its birth. He is afraid that he will get a cruel answer. Will Jiang Chi really accept him?The bamboo horse, who is devoted to being a close friend, has actually been thinking about himself for many years.

The worst result is that he will not even be able to be a friend in the end, Jiang Chi will leave him and have a new life, and he who has lost the sun may just disappear in the darkness alone.

Wen Xu himself despises himself, he is just so greedy, he is greedy for the warmth Jiangchi gave him, and wants to ask for more.

request.

Once the word pops up, it can't stop daydreaming.Wen Xu recalled that night again, he hugged Jiang Chi from behind, they were so close, he couldn't smell the pheromone, but he seemed to smell the faint citrus fragrance from Jiang Chi's body.A ball of fire was ignited silently, flowing to the limbs and bones, Wen Xu's Adam's apple rolled, subconscious swallowing did not relieve the dry mouth, and the heat flow became more and more obvious.

Wen Xu sat up suddenly, and took the glass bottle on the table. The light-colored liquid swayed in the flat bottle, reflecting a little streamer.He opened the lid, aimed the small spout at the bed, pressed it down lightly, the misty liquid gushed out, and the fresh citrus scent spread quickly.Wen Xu returned the bottle to its original position and lay down again, his nose filled with the smell of Jiangchi.

There was a story like this: A traveler accidentally caught a glimpse of the wonderful scenery while passing by, and when he tried to record it, what he saw was Sanghai mulberry fields, and that scene was forever frozen in the long river of traveler's memory, and he will never forget it in his life , even if you grow old and die.

There are also believers who fall in love with the gods at first sight. He is overwhelmed by the handsome and exquisite facial features of the gods, worships the noble and pure soul, and is willing to dedicate himself to the faith.The believer deeply longs to pick the alluring flowers with his own hands, but he understands that it is a blasphemy to the gods.At the end of the story, the believer kept his faith, slept forever on the road of thorns, and became a martyr for his god willingly.

The sound of the wind covered the hoarse panting, and cast the last fig leaf on the owner of the room.As the room warms up, the citrus smell seems to intensify in the air.

The room temperature finally rose to 28°C, and the air conditioner temporarily stopped blowing air, making a slight noise.

Wen Xu stopped the movement of his hands, took out a tissue and wiped it casually.

Gee, what did he do.

Wen Xu got up and opened the window, and the howling cold wind filled the house, carrying oranges and heather and disappearing into the wind.

Enduring the sticky feeling that kept piling up, Wen Xu finally finished the smell, closed the window again, took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

The annoying ringtone rang again and again, Wen Xu looked at the caller ID on the screen indifferently, and did not intend to connect.He knew exactly why Wen Can called at this time.I have to say that even Wen Xu has to admire Wen Can's perseverance. After all, not everyone has the courage and guts to persist for more than ten years and come to harass him every year when the New Year is approaching.

When the No.16 missed call popped up on the phone screen, this time it was replaced by a text message.

[Ancestor, you didn't even do the coming-of-age ceremony this year, so how about giving yourself a face during the Chinese New Year?Just come and show your face, okay? ]

[The old lady said that if you don't come, she will invite her in person. I really can't stop this. ]

[Wen Xu?Wen Zuzong?Just answer. ]

Trouble is dead, that old lady who hasn't stopped in her old age.

Wen Xu moved his finger and sent a message back to Wen Can.

[I have made it very clear, if she dares to come, I will chase her away, and advise her to save some face for her old face during the Chinese New Year. ]

[You answer the phone, just answer it! ]

Then a new incoming call popped up on the screen, and Wen Xu waited for more than ten seconds before answering.

"Hello? Wen Xu? I'm right next to the old lady, and she can hear everything you say." Wen Can was caught in the middle bitterly, it was really difficult for him.

There was a slight noise from the opposite side, and then an old voice came from the receiver.

"Wen Xu, you have grown up, I want to see you."

It's been a long time since this voice came. Wen Xu answered the phone mockingly, and said sarcastically, "Wen Can said, you will come if I don't."

"That's right, he can't invite you, I'll invite you in person." Mrs. Wen's condition is not as good as before, and more than ten years of torture have made her understand more and more what powerlessness is.Wen Xu is really like his father. He is as cruel to those he hates as he is kind to those he cherishes.

"This family doesn't welcome you. I thought after so many years, you would be a little more sober." Wen Xu sat on the bed, half-closed his eyes lazily, but his eyes were a little colder than before, "Now it seems , you’re going back as you live.”

"Wen Xu! Why are you talking to the old lady!" Wen Can himself was manipulated by Wen Xu to make things difficult for him, but he couldn't bear to speak ill of the old lady. Some are also reflecting.

Wen Xu smiled coldly, before he even started to attack, Wen Can became impatient, ridiculous, "Wen Can, get your eyeliner out of this neighborhood, it's not your turn to intervene now."

As expected, Wen Can on the opposite side choked, and really picked up which pot he couldn't open.

"Wen Can, you go out first." Mrs. Wen kicked him out.

After a while, Mrs. Wen picked up the phone again.

"Wen Xu, you really look like Honghan." The old lady held the phone in one hand and an old photo in the other. It's a cruel and cold winter night.