Wearing it on the villain

By the time the conversation ended, it was already six o'clock in the evening. Dusk spread at the junction of the mountains and the sky, and the orange clouds dyed the green mountains into red, slowly being swallowed by the coming darkness.

Wu Chizao, who carried a school building and dozens of school managers on his shoulders, walked out tremblingly behind Gudebai with his shoulder bag. He already understood that this conversation should have happened long ago, but he still didn't understand why the other party You have such high expectations of yourself.

This strange expectation made Wu Chizao tremble, and also made him feel a kind of excited fear.

It was getting late, and Gu Debai was very humane, and he didn't want to get a bad reputation as soon as he hired the younger brother, so he sincerely invited him to have a meal and stay overnight, and he was so attentive that it was suspected that there were unspoken rules waiting in the room.

However, according to the boss's capital, it is difficult to say whether it will be a loss-making business.

Although Secretary Su was handsome and had long legs, he obviously had no luck, so he could only sadly accept the fate of being abandoned by his immediate superior, and drove away silently. After two hours, it is hard to find a seat even if you have money. He has made several appointments for the boss, and he knows that with the beautiful night scene and romantic music to accompany him, if he brings his girlfriend, the probability of a successful marriage proposal will be greatly increased.

Although Secretary Su is single so far, it does not prevent him from regaining his enthusiasm for work immediately after seeing this text message, and can't wait to dedicate himself to the boss and the company.

It was not a pleasant meal when they pulled back from the mountain road to the manor. They ate together on the endless table, each person served a meal, and there was even a dizzying menu. He understands food, but the food that came up in the end was gorgeous far beyond his cognition. Fortunately, the food must be stuffed into his mouth, and he was thankful for no reason that human beings of different classes still retain the same way of eating in terms of eating.

Gudebai ate like a boa constrictor, quickly and silently; but Wu Chizao stumbled and was not used to a lot of tableware, and a pair of chopsticks walked around the world. Unfortunately, those noodles were stuck in the sauce, and it took a bit of effort to stir them, so it was inevitable to make a lot of noise. It was clear that no one was looking at him, but he blushed unconsciously, and finished the dinner in agony.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Goodbye asked him, pointing to the corner of his mouth with a pale finger.

Wu Chizao didn't realize it at all, just stared at him blankly, put down the tableware belatedly, and nodded honestly: "Eat well."

He was stopped again just as he was about to stand up.

"Sit down first." Gudebai's voice was not angry and pretentious, he said lightly, "Wait a moment."

Wu Chizao sat obediently in his seat, looked at the mess, and was ready to wash the dishes in the kitchen later, thinking that Gudebai probably wanted to say something.

Goodbye didn't look at him, and didn't even open his mouth, until the sweet aroma came from the air, which meant that the main meal was over, and the after-dinner snacks would follow.Wu Chizao blinked, looked at the desserts on the tray, and then understood the meaning of coming and waiting. He couldn't help but think about whether he should choose fruit cake or creme brulee - he hadn't eaten the former for a long time, and the latter was really novel, and only in He had seen similar ones in cake shops, and he really wanted to taste them.

But probably the other side chooses first.

The girl named "Xiaohe" directly put both of them in front of his eyes, and took away the plate by the way. She didn't show any surprise, her expression was calm and indifferent, like a delicate doll.

The milk-yellow pudding exuded a sweet smell in the small bowl, and the small silver spoons were placed neatly. All this made Wu Chizao dizzy. He suddenly remembered the plastic lunch box of the research institute. A cardboard box comes, filled with jelly.There is a little girl who likes to act like a baby, and most of the others will give her their share, but Aunt Mi doesn't like this, and she doesn't like that little girl, so she always leaves hers to Wu Chizao.

At that time, Wu Chizao thought that the welfare of the research institute was already extreme.

The building was finally concretely crushed on Wu Chizao's head. He smashed the caramel with a spoon, the brown syrup melted, and cut off a corner of the pudding. The powder of each brick was stuffed into his throat along the soft pudding. The building shattered and collapsed between his lips and teeth, and he felt nothing except the smell of milk and sweetness.

After dinner, Wu Chizao followed Xiaohe into the kitchen. Before he had time to show off his dishwashing skills, he saw the other party stuffing all the dishes into the dishwasher, and felt great frustration for a while.

But Xiaohe turned around, looked at him in surprise, and quickly said, "You don't know where the room is, do you?"

Wu Chizao looked at the dishwasher for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Yes... yes."

But he just arrived, Xiaohe didn't know what Gudebai's arrangement was, so he made herbal tea and asked him to wait, and went to find Gudebai to inquire about the room.

The smell of the herbal tea was a bit strange, but it wasn't unbearable. Wu Chizao was sent outside to wait on the sofa with the cup in his hand. He was sitting by the glass window, and in front of him was a built-in bookcase full of books. , causing people to worry that pulling out one will make all the books fall down.

It is now evening, and the full moon in the mountains descends, covering the mountains, covering the mountains with a clear and soft veil, and the light reflected from the ground is speckled, as if starlight has turned into broken gems and sprinkled on it. on the ground.

Wu Chizao went to the mountains. When he was ten years old, he went in with his neighbors to find some firewood or search for some herbs. Many of the old people could identify the herbs in the mountains and fields, which could cure some diseases and did not need to go to the town. to the health clinic.Most of those herbs are very bitter, some are used to treat external injuries, some are used to treat internal injuries, and the taste is not very pleasant, just like the cup of herbal tea in my hand, but it does not have such a strong aroma and sweetness.

He still remembers the dense vegetation on the mountain, the ubiquitous darkness, the howling of beasts following the wind in the mountains, and the danger that follows him like a shadow, tightening his throat and making him almost breathless.

That was the deep mountain that Wu Chizao was familiar with.

This is a completely different mountain scenery from here, far away from the world and human habitation, it is quiet and beautiful, without any danger, and the rugged trees all reveal a kind of clever elegance, with indescribable vitality.It is an ingenious creation of human ingenuity, which integrates architecture and nature, uses completely different materials to set off each other, and creates a dreamlike scene.

The moonlight was at Wu Chizao's feet, and he suspected that he was in a dream, being slightly drunk by the steaming hot herbal tea and the starlight all over the floor.

This should not be a dream.

Wu Chizao was holding the cup in a trance, the heat scorching his palm continuously, but he ignored it, the wide and bright glass window reflected his face.

He couldn't dream up such a dream at all.