After marrying evil, I can't leave

Zhou Wu sipped the hot milk, standing side by side with Baili Qi, feeling that time passed very slowly.

Taking a sip of hot drink, Zhou Wu breathes again, and the long hot air is slowly exhaled from the mouth and nasal cavity, slowly drifting out under the street lamp in the dark night, turning into nothingness.

The moment the hot drink entered the stomach, the whole person warmed up, and the heat was slowly transmitted to the limbs and five bones, making the whole person warm up.

"Don't you want something to drink?" Zhou Wu handed him a hot drink.

Bailiqi looked at the white paper straw, touched it, the milk touched his lips and let go.

Zhou Wu said, "Isn't it good to drink?"

Bailiqi frowned: "It's too sweet."

Just forgot to ask for five cents sweet.

Zhou Wu took another big breath and said, "Yeah, it's really sweet."

It's an indirect kiss.

Zhou Wu didn't know what he was excited about, obviously there were more direct ones, but at this moment, he felt his heart beating faster than before.

Moreover, he had never traveled like this before.

He remembers the only experience in an amusement park when he was a child, and Zhou Weiguo said, "That project is too expensive", "No, are you here to play or to eat sausages", "The restaurants here are very expensive, eat what you bring yourself Stuff," and the like, sweep away all memory.

He didn't even watch the movie alone with anyone.

Zhou Wu took out the movie ticket printed out at noon from his pocket, and looked at the movie name on it.

After looking at it a few times, I took out my mobile phone and checked it, dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a thriller, and Zhou Wu felt deeply 'malicious'.

This thriller horror film is about a few college students on their graduation trip, hiking to a European forest, and here is the famous Forest of No Return, where ancient evils are entrenched...

"What's wrong?" Bailiqi's voice sounded.

"This is a horror movie," Zhou Wu smiled bitterly, but he quickly clenched his fists: "It's okay, I think I can do it."

After all, he has personally experienced so many horror movies, and now he can't back down, he wants to watch movies together!

The two of them walked slowly to the viewing place, and they were inevitably surrounded by crowds. Zhou Wu went to buy popcorn, and when he came back, he heard discussions.

"Wow, there is a super handsome little brother over there."

"I saw it too, and I thought it was a star coming to the premiere."

"I don't know if I can take one..."

Zhou Wu:!

Bailiqi is a ghost, he will be scared to death if he is photographed!

Zhou Wu appeared in time with popcorn in his arms. He tried his best to look friendly: "I can't take pictures. My friend doesn't like being photographed by others. I'm sorry."

After Zhou Wu finished speaking, he pushed Bailiqi into the movie screening room.

"Aren't you allowed to take pictures," Zhou Wu asked in a low voice.

Bailiqi said, "No, do you still remember that photo?"

The two found a seat and sat down. Zhou Wu recalled it and remembered that he and Baili once took a photo together when they were in the mountains.

But Zhou Wu never saw that photo again, because it was not taken with his mobile phone.

"Then you can be photographed," Zhou Wu was suddenly curious about what kind of existence ghosts are.

Most of the people who watched this kind of horror and thriller were couples. The combination of Zhou Wu and Bailiqi inevitably attracted people's attention, but soon, they were also attracted by the movie's attention.

The whole venue went dark and a movie started playing.

In the dim movie theater, only the big screen was emitting bright light, and the warm central air conditioner allowed Zhou Wu to slowly relax his body.

Twirling popcorn one by one and putting it in his mouth, the plot at the beginning was very plain and everyday, and Zhou Wu slowly immersed himself in it.

When the atmosphere gradually changed, Zhou Wu began to stuff a lot of popcorn into his mouth.

The atmosphere created by the weird BGM made Zhou Wu recall the fear of being in the mountainous area and the previous rental house at this moment.

Zhou Wu saw that the hands of the lovers in the front row were slowly put together on the armrests that were visible through the gaps in the back of the chairs.

At this time, Zhou Wu yelled in his heart just at a very scary scene.

I want it too, I want to hold hands too!

No, in public.

Yes, I really want to hold.

No.

can.

The voice in Zhou Wu's heart left two words at the end.

The more he thought about something, the less he dared to do anything, Zhou Wu put the hand that was holding the popcorn bucket into his pocket, and wiped off the wet sweat from fear.

At this time, the BGM of the movie was changed again. This is a kind of music that can make people's heart beat along with it.

Zhou Wu couldn't bear it anymore, in the dark movie theater, he didn't care who held hands or not anyway, Zhou Wu took his hand out of his pocket, put it on the armrest and groped slowly, looking for the coldness.

Zhou Wu couldn't find it, a little angry, turned his head, and saw that the ghost was watching a ghost movie, very fascinated, the outline of the side face was almost transparent because of the fluorescence of the screen, the handsome face was like a stone sculpture, every time Everything seems to be the golden ratio.

Just at this moment, a terrifying scene appeared, Zhou Wu only caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and exclaimed.

Mom, be scared!

Zhou Wu moved close to Bailiqi's side, took a deep breath, finally dared to whisper in his ear, "I want to do something."

The hot breath hit Bailiqi's ear, which was a little itchy.

Bailiqi turned his face to look at Zhou Wu, licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue: "What?"

Zhou Wu has always been very good-looking. At this moment, his appearance is clean and bright, and his brows are wrinkled a little bit, which is very disturbing. In addition, he looks so scared that he wants to get into his arms, which makes the ghost sitting in the movie theater , darkened his pupils.

But Zhou Wu was so frightened that he didn't have time to explain, and his thin white knuckles were already one step ahead, looking for those hands.

He groped until the knuckles were clear, and grabbed a finger: "I want to hold hands."

There was a blush on Zhou Wu's face, and he quickly turned to watch the movie, pretending to be indifferent: "I'm afraid, just grab it for a while."

In fact, this is not the first time holding hands. Zhou Wu and Gui have held hands and slept together for a long time, but it is incomparable to the tingling feeling from the fingertips at this moment in public places.

Soon, he felt those big hands enveloping his.

Zhou Wu repeatedly jumped in fear, heartbeat, fear, heartbeat, which was a sweet torture.

The movie is over.

Zhou Wu felt that his life was about to end.

Obviously there is a real ghost around here.

Zhou Wu went out of the movie theater and withdrew his adrenal hormones, which made him feel stuffy in his lower abdomen.

"Bailiqi...I drank too much water just now, so I need to go to the bathroom."

After watching the movie, it was almost 11:[-], and the movie theater was not very popular on weekdays. When the crowd left, the bathroom was empty.

He was afraid to go to the bathroom alone, but Zhou Wu didn't want Bailiqi to see his cowardly side and maintain his self-esteem.

The sound of thumping footsteps echoed in the corridor, and he creaked open the door of the toilet. He was relieved that there were still people inside.

The man had finished washing his hands and was washing his hands. Zhou Wu quickly walked to the urinal and finished it. He turned his head, and the man who washed his hands hadn't left yet. He lowered his head as if he was rubbing his fingers seriously.

OCD?

Zhou Wu shook his little Zhou Wu, pulled up his trousers and walked to the sink, suddenly felt a little strange.

After he turned the faucet, he suddenly saw a red thing hanging down from the person beside him.

At first he thought it was a belt or an ornament, but the thing moved, and when the water from Zhou Wu's faucet splashed on it, the thing twitched to take a look.

hiss---

Following the long red strip, Zhou Wu looked up slowly, his heart skipped a beat, and he saw a face with only a mouth.

Under the pale light, the other party slowly opened his mouth and smiled at Zhou Wu: "Little brother, you look familiar."

He didn't see it clearly just now, but Zhou Wu noticed that what was hanging on the waist of the other party was not an ornament, but a chain.

Zhou Wu choked for breath, stiffened his neck, pulled the corners of his mouth, his mind went blank, turned around and walked out regardless.

At this time, outside the bathroom, there was a sudden "bang bang bang", almost a sound of slamming the door.

Then the door lock turned, Zhou Wu's face was pale, and he was thinking about the escape method quickly in his mind. He was about to open his mouth to call Bailiqi, but behind the opened door was the reassuring figure standing there.

"Let's go, I'm ready, let's go." Zhou Wu opened the door, took Bailiqi's arm, and pulled him out.

His instinct told him to take Baili away.

Bailiqi followed Zhou Wu's strength and walked out. Zhou Wu couldn't help but turn around, saw the face sticking out his tongue, grinning to the bottom of his ears, and smiled at them.

"Go quickly." Zhou Wu said.

Bailiqi didn't speak, but when he was about to reach the end of the corridor, he glanced sideways. The man had already walked out of the door, and he seemed to be saying something.

People who know how to speak lips can probably translate it: the time is coming.

After leaving the cinema, Zhou Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and the two walked slowly towards the subway.

Yes, the time is coming, this is the last train.

There are not many passengers on the subway, and the only empty carriages are Zhou Wu and Bailiqi.

Went home very easily, drank some milk, took a bath, went to bed as usual.

Bailiqi really did what he said, and if he didn't do it, he wouldn't do it. At night, Zhou Wu stuck close to him, and the breath of the two of them almost merged into one.

But he just hugged and rubbed slowly on his neck to relieve his sedentary spine.

Zhou Wu really wanted to ask him why he was so kind to himself.

But thinking of myself, isn't this strange sense of attachment also very inexplicable.

He closed his eyes and recalled, thinking about when Bailiqi's transformation started.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep.

Bailiqi looked at Zhou Wu, pushed his hair away from his forehead, raised his chin slightly, and lingered at the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.

Finally, I twisted the tip of my ear.

One night, Baili abandoned sleepless, wrapped the person in a quilt to isolate himself from the cold.

Then rub him into your arms.

On the weekend, Zhou Wu went to the downtown library suggested by Ding Cheng. After searching for a long time in the historical section, under the guidance of the administrator, he guessed that he found the book.

Seeing that Zhou Wu came to borrow this book, the administrator was a little surprised: "It's so strange, this book has been very popular recently, and it was obviously covered in ashes before, and several people came to check it out this week."

Zhou Wu couldn't help being taken aback.

"Who else will borrow it?"

At this time, the administrator realized that he was talking too much and could not disclose other people's privacy, so he waved his hand quickly: "I will just say it casually. The book can be borrowed for up to seven days, and if it is longer, I will go to the library to renew it. I won't disturb your reading."

Zhou Wu nodded: "I'm just reading it in the library."

The administrator was busy, so Zhou Wu sat down in a corner and opened the directory.

After a rough look, Zhou Wu frowned.

Why are these unofficial histories all things that can be mosaiced now.

Eight out of ten emperors of Dayu are twins?

It is rumored that Emperor Yu Cheng has a male queen?

The queen mother slept with her nephew...?

This nephew ended up sleeping with his niece...?

Black question mark.jpg.

Zhou Wu's face wrinkled into a bun, which is too unreliable, what kind of book is this.

He searched for reviews of this book, and saw a lot of comments: [Bullshit] [Does the person who wrote this book think he knows better than an expert] [Every day, if there is something or nothing, just read it for fun, just make up a story]

Only a few comments agreed with the content in the book, saying that it was just that the person in charge didn't want to admit it. After all, it would be embarrassing to write these contents into the history books.

Zhou Wu rubbed his forehead, feeling that he had wasted a good weekend. He was just about to put away the book, and sent a text message to ask Ding Cheng if he remembered the name wrongly, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a table of contents.

【Unknown God of War】

The title immediately drew him back to the book and opened the page.

Ten minutes later, confusion appeared in his eyes.

This paragraph of text is not long and the records are not exhaustive, but he can see that it is about the achievements of the god of war in the book.

There have been more than a dozen battles, big and small, and each battle seems to have been recorded, until one defeat was fought.

How it failed was not mentioned at all, only one page of content.

Turning this page, it is a page about the proton sent by the neighboring country in order to please Dayu after being defeated in the war.

Zhou Wu closed the book, glanced at the time, and prepared to leave.

When he put the book back on the bookshelf and turned around, a figure appeared in front of the bookshelf, scaring Zhou Wu into a shudder.

Song Shu.

Could it be that he is someone else who often borrows books?

Seeing Zhou Wu, Song Shu grinned, and the first thing he said was: "You really will come here."

Zhou Wu looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Song Shu didn't answer, but said: "I want to recall the past, so I will come and see."

Zhou Wu was surprised that the other party would tell him this, and he asked tentatively: "Is everything written here true?"

Song Shu: "There are truths and there are falsehoods."

Zhou Wu asked again: "Abandoning him for a hundred miles... Do you remember the past?"

Song Shu paused: "You probably remember some?" -

When Zhou Wu came home, Bailiqi was sitting at the desk writing something.

He only learned to use a modern pen some time ago, but the characters he writes are very beautiful, in a thin golden style.

Just like his people, they are vigorous and powerful, and their strokes are like ink bamboos.

When he saw Zhou Wu came back, he got up and hung Zhou Wu's coat on the hanger. Zhou Wu was a little embarrassed: "I will do it myself."

"I'll do it." His words were irresistible, but extraordinarily gentle.

Zhou Wu stretched his head to see what Bailiqi had written, but the notebook was closed.

"Wash your hands and eat."

Zhou Wu once said that he likes to eat fish, and Bailiqi always eats fish, but as long as fish is not fishy, ​​he will never get tired of eating it.

Today is steamed yellow croaker, with crispy dried fish, clam loofah soup, and an appetizer of fermented bean curd, rice is fragrant rice.

Ever since Bailiqi started to know how to shop online, he has a lot of trial packs at home, and he will choose the best one at the end of the trial.

After dinner, Zhou Wu and Bailiqi played games together for a while, but what he didn't expect was that Bailiqi had advanced from vegetable chicken.

It's not someone spraying him now.

Instead, there are 99 more unread items in the friend column.

【I'm a single thief, please beg for a wild brother】

【Assist without paddling and ask the wild king to take it! 】

[Brother, after adding one, we will be a family! 】

[God, are you missing accessories?My little brother wants to hang on your thigh. If two legs are full, the third leg is also fine! 】

Zhou Wu: ...

But Bailiqi ignored all these things, and Zhou Wu asked him why he didn't pick a few to be his teammates.

Bailiqi had no expression on his face, and his subordinates killed a mid laner, and said slowly: "I live broadcast just for you."

Zhou Wu's men stopped and died in the hands of the opponent's assistant.

Soon, this assistant never appeared in front of Zhou Wu's eyes again, and he died immediately.

Zhou Wu sat paralyzed on the sofa, flinching because of Bailiqi's words.

for him.

No one has ever done this to themselves.

Baili abandoned the game, as if these words meant nothing to him, he got up to take a shower.

Zhou Wu nestled on the sofa for a while, then walked slowly to the desk, wanting to write something.

He saw Bailiqi's notebook.

What is written in a beautiful and sharp thin golden script is a line of daily life.

[If you don’t eat steak, you can eat sliced ​​beef sauce, the taste of the meat can be covered]

【Mango allergy, don't be greedy】

[The skin is easy to bruise, pay attention to bumps]

[Nails like to be cut round, but don't cut the flesh]

[I like to watch cartoons when I soak my feet. Channels 23 and 58 are animation channels]

【Wear more bright clothes】

[I didn’t know that I was allergic to kiwi fruit before, so pay attention in the future]

[I will have nightmares at night, you can turn on the music if you are afraid]

[Sleeping posture is not good, it is easy to hurt the cervical spine, change the pillow]

【Go home must take the main road】

[Don't order the biscuit shop about 800 meters away]

[A non-slip mat should be laid on the bathroom floor]

The last line was written not long ago.

【Afraid of pain】

【Afraid of being alone】