[Rebirth] An attack who swallowed his breath

At one o'clock in the morning, Zuo Yi squatted on the co-pilot's seat with his knees in his arms, turned his head and looked at the bright city lights outside the window, his eyes were a little stinging.

"Don't you go home?" Zuo Yi said, this is completely the opposite direction from home.

"Sixteen Moon's position is very delicate, and we will become enemies in the future," Xun said.

Zuo Yi's head was full of buzzing voices, he didn't hear what Xun was saying, and said to himself: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, can I buy a sea view villa in Haiwei in the future, where we live... Xun Can't you not be a killer?"

Without any hesitation, Xun said indifferently, without any hint of pampering in his voice, "Impossible."

"...Well, I'm just kidding." Zuo Yi replied softly.

Xun's tone softened, and he said helplessly, "Did you hear it just now? I thought you were asleep."

"Yes, I heard everything." Zuo Yi looked out the window without moving.

He pointed the back of his head at Xun, waiting for him to explain something, but Xun didn't, and he drove in silence all the way towards an unfamiliar direction.

Zuo Yi sneakily wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes to the nostrils, his movements were as careful as a puppet who would not be found to move.

He had thought about Xun's reason for protecting himself so much before, and thought about it a lot, but he didn't feel anything or even accepted it, but when Xun said that reason, he suddenly panicked.

He felt that he was quite stupid, no matter what the reason was, it was impossible for Xun to hurt him and abandon him, obviously as long as they were together all the time, but he felt very sad in his heart, that kind of sad feeling was like being tied up On the beach with high tide, I desperately counted the time until I was about to drown.

The sports car stopped in front of a private mansion, Xun opened the co-pilot's door to hug Left Wing, saw his reddish eyes, and was stunned for a moment, Left Wing quickly turned his head to the other side.

"Where is this?" Zuo Yi asked as he tried to keep his voice steady when Xun carried him out.

"The home of the Potato Chip Star." Xun said as he strode inside.

Oh, that uncle who loves to eat potato chips actually lives in such a luxurious house.

Different from the outside, Tang Wei's house was a bit empty inside. The large living room on the first floor was covered with a thick layer of woolen carpet, a sofa for one person, two rows of bookcases filled with densely packed books, and a book on the carpet. On the crystal low table, there is a notebook, and a few books and unopened potato chips are scattered beside it.

Zuo Yi glanced at it casually, and saw that there were all obscure electronic software and books on biology and chemistry, but he couldn't tell that the uncle had a lot of depth.

Xun carried him directly to the second floor, and kicked open a certain room. Tang Wei, who was changing clothes, was startled and yelled, "Can't you just knock on the door and come in again!"

His room was covered with a layer of cashmere twisted yarn carpet, Xun then put down the left wing without shoes, "Where are my things?"

"Just got it back!" Tang Wei put on his gown angrily, stared at Xun with dissatisfaction, and pointed to the long black box next to him.

Xun circled the left wing, untied the ruby ​​pendant around his neck, then went to the side and picked up the box and walked out, "Borrow your studio."

"?" Zuo Yi was a little stunned.

"Hey!" Tang Wei leaned over, hugged Zuo Yi's face and looked left and right, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's a child after all, it's scared to cry."

Zuo Yi patted Tang Wei's paw away impatiently, "Can you find me a pair of shoes?"

His shoes were left in the hotel.

Then Tang Wei took a pair of pink cotton slippers and threw them in front of him.

Left Wing: "..."

"My shoes are too big for you to wear, just let them go." Tang Wei spread out his hands, twisted in front of the computer and typed twice in his pajamas with the Superman S logo printed on it.

His bedroom is very spacious, with four or five computers, a laptop on the bed, and potato chips in the cabinet.

Zuo Yi originally thought that Tang Wei's house would be full of rubbish, clothes littered, and beer cans strewn about. Now it seems that this otaku still cleans the room frequently.

"That guy doesn't know what he's doing. Shall we play a game?" Tang Wei suggested. His way of thinking is similar to that of a child, and there is no generation gap in communicating with the left wing.

"I'm not interested, let me sleep on your bed." Zuo Yi was in a bad mood, and fell down on the bed.

Tang Wei squeezed out a lollipop out of nowhere, flung himself on the bed and coaxed, "Boy, do you want a lollipop?"

Zuo Yi closed his eyes and ignored him, and then he felt a pain in his scalp, and Tang Wei pulled out one of his hairs.

"What to do!" Zuo Yi said displeased.

Tang Wei smiled and said, "DNA identification!"

"With whom? I have nothing to do with you!"

"Of course it's with that one! Speaking of which, I'm really curious about your relationship. Why don't you just tell me, so I don't have to go through all the trouble again." Tang Wei laughed sarcastically.

"Want to know? Call brother to listen." Zuo Yi showed a narrow smile.

"Brother." Tang Wei wrote clearly.

"It's really immoral." Zuo Yi rolled his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead. He didn't respond to whatever trouble Tang Wei made by the side.

He doesn't care about anything.

Two hours later, Xun came out from the studio next door, holding the ruby ​​pendant of the left wing in his hand.

"He's asleep." Tang Wei squatted on a chair with a lollipop in his mouth, playing games.

Xun held the pendant and shook it in front of Tang Wei, "Memorize this signal source, and the 17 moves on his feet will be invalidated."

"You just went to modify this thing?" Tang Wei said while starting to execute.At the bottom of the pendant, there was a tiny metal ring, and the rope was changed from a red braided rope to a black material of some unknown material.

"Who are you guarding against?" Tang Wei asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." Xun gently put the pendant back on the left wing, and pulled the quilt to cover him.

Tang Weinun pursed, the big and the young looked very unhappy tonight, so he better not hit the muzzle of the gun.

Tang Wei is a night owl, and he sleeps during the day, so he played games all night when the left wing occupied his bed.Xun, on the other hand, sat by the bed and watched him all night long.Tang Wei suddenly felt that he was definitely a light bulb.

The next day, Zuo Yi let out a meaningless murmur, and stretched himself under the quilt for five seconds.

When he got up, he saw Tang Wei staring at him as if he was about to die, "Have you finished sleeping yet? It's my turn."

"..." Zuo Yi lifted the quilt with his messy hair, got out of bed and put on his shoes, "Is this the only bed you have in such a big house?"

Tang Wei said frantically, "I'm the only one in such a big house! I'm free to buy a few beds to eat!"

Zuo Yi slept until eleven o'clock in the noon. During this period, it was torture for Tang Wei who went to bed on time at eight o'clock every morning!However, that shaking S also reminded him not to disturb him until he woke up.

"What about Xun?"

"I don't know!" Tang Wei threw himself on the bed in a diving position, wrapped himself in a quilt, and soon fell asleep.

Zuo Yi found the bathroom in a bit of a mess, washed with a disposable toothbrush, and remembered that the smoke was gone after he was done.

He opened the bedroom door, and Xun was just outside in the corridor, smoking silently.

"Let's go home." Zuo Yi stood by the door and watched his back.

"Okay." Xun turned around and took his hand. His voice was a little hoarse, and he wanted to say a lot to Zuo Yi, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he could only make monotonous syllables.

Zuo Yi went downstairs wearing Tang Wei's pink slippers, Xun turned back and brought out the black box, holding Zuo Yi with the other hand.

They tacitly didn't mention what happened last night, and they all knew that anyone who brought it up would feel bad.

"I'm dead... are you really going to die too?" Zuo Yi whispered, staring at the pink slippers on his feet.

"Yes." This is a very firm answer, but it has another meaning to Xun.If Zuo Wing really had an accident, then he should take revenge on the society like crazy, and then run to play suicide or something.

Zuo Yi understood it according to his logic from last night. He felt that Xun had admitted that he had protected him so impeccably because something happened to him and something happened to him.

Xun opened the car door, but left wing climbed into the back seat.

Xun glanced at him, knowing that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't speak again.

There was deathly silence in the carriage on the road, Zuo Yi rested his chin and looked at the constantly receding scenery outside the window, belching casually.The weather cleared up, and Zuo Wing was completely wilted.

After returning home, the two of them didn't communicate any more. After eating, Zuo Yi packed up and went to school. He opened the cell phone that had been left at home, and there were several missed calls stored in it.Two for Wang Yi, one for Lin Haoran, and four for the Chairman.

Zuo Yi dialed Cheng Lanlan's phone that was displayed first, and was connected within a few rings.

Cheng Lanlan said: "Why did you go? No one listens to your landline."

"Not at home, what's the matter?" Zuo Yi said in a weary tone.

Cheng Lanlan heard that he was not in a good mood, and said directly: "It's nothing, the school announced that classes will start early, and it has been raining for the past two days, isn't it? The school organized a donation activity for flood relief in remote areas. You didn't come, Wang I donated it to you."

"How much did you donate?"

"Two hundred per person."

Zuo Yi let out an oh, chatted with Cheng Lanlan for a few more words, then hung up the call, turned to Xun and shouted: "School starts early, I have to go to school now."

"Got it, I'll take you there right away." Xun was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Zuo Yi suddenly thought of something, ran back to the room and found out the IGOOD instant imaging camera he took from Lin Haoran yesterday, moved to the kitchen door and softly shouted: "Xun."

Xun turned his head, and with a click, the camera spit out a picture of him washing dishes, handsome as a yuppie with a cigarette in his mouth.

Zuo Yi immediately ran away holding the camera.

"..."

When he returned to the room, his eyes were a little hot, he took out a pen and wrote in the blank space on both sides of the photo:

Beside you is the place I feel closest to the sun, because it is so warm.

Then he blew carefully, clipped the photo into the book, and ran out with the camera in his arms.

He knew very well that he couldn't do without Xun, no matter what feelings he had for him, he decided not to care, as long as Xun was always by his side.

This kind of thinking is a little pathetic, and the leftists themselves know it.

He also took a picture while Xun was driving, his indifferent and focused expression was domineering, Zuo Yi thought he would take a few more pictures and then he could take them to the school and sell them to the girls with a clear price tag.

"What do you want to do all of a sudden?" Xun asked without squinting.

Zuo Yi shook the photo and joked, "How about 15 yuan a piece? If you sell it, you will definitely make a lot of money."

He won't really sell it, and he will never give anyone a chance to have sex with Xun's photo! (Xun=dish=: You think too much.)

"Little devil." Xun suddenly stopped him after getting off the car on the left wing.

"What?" The left wing leaned in front of the car window with a satchel hanging on it.

Xun stretched out his hand from inside and flicked his forehead lightly, "Forget what I heard last night."

Zuo Yi smiled shyly, turned around and waved, "I've already forgotten! Remember to pick me up at night!"

Xun frowned slightly as he watched him jumping into the school gate with a forced smile, and his eyes, which could make ordinary people's legs weak just by staring at them, were filled with dense distress.