Dedicated to the silly little white artist

two hundred and two

Zheng He closed the door of the refrigerator, turned to Mr. Bai and said, "There is no food left at home, I'm going to buy some."

"Okay, I see." Bai En replied very simply.

Zheng He hesitated, and said, "But Mr. Bai, are you feeling alright now? When they asked me to leave, they must tie you up, but they don't want to do that..."

Bai En originally thought that Zheng He meant that he was afraid that something would happen to him on the road, but he didn't expect that he didn't intend to take him away at all. He felt a little lost for a moment, stretched his legs and hooked Zheng He over, clasped his shoulder and kissed him, He didn't stick out his tongue, just touched with his lips, and his movements were gentle.

Zheng He was afraid that he would crush Bai En, supported his body with his hands, and accepted Bai En's approach obediently.

two hundred and three

Bai En also knew his situation.

When Sang Bei came to pick up Zheng He and left, he swallowed sleeping pills, kissed Zheng He on the cheek with a smile, and planned to go upstairs to sleep.

For a person like Bai En who has been taking the medicine for a long time, the effect of the medicine is very slow. He heard the sound of the door closing downstairs, got up and watched the car slowly leave. Zheng He seemed to look back for a moment from the rear window of the car, but the distance was too far, and Bai En Eun could barely see the shape of the opponent's head and guessed it.

The common ingredients of sleeping pills are benzodiazepines, which have sedative, anti-anxiety, muscle relaxation, and anti-convulsant effects. Bai En enjoys the moment of tranquility it brings. Figures emerged from the walls, ceiling, and cracks in the floor. They gathered around Bai En, squatting or sitting. Everyone stared at Bai En with their bloodshot eyes, and suddenly there was a 'touch', Bai En En turned his head and found that the head of a fat man next to him had exploded, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his empty head. The fat man pointed in a direction, and there stood a man in combat uniform.

What made Bai En feel strange about this man was not his blocked face, but the fact that the man was holding a gun with a silencer in his hand, and the muzzle was aimed at himself.

Bai En didn't understand whether this person was imagined by himself.

If the gun was real, what would he do? Everything that could hurt people was put away in the room, even the knives and forks were made of plastic.

Bai En looked at the white powder on the table on his hand, patted it, and gently blew it off.

"Are you here to find me?" Bai En asked.

The man didn't say anything, and took a step forward.

"Aren't you going to say something to me?"

Holding a gun, the man walked towards Bai En step by step.

"Don't be so nervous, there's nothing next to me, you should be able to tell." Bai En changed his posture easily.

The man finally walked to Bai En's side and stared at him without moving.

Bai En completely ignored the man's eyes, and leaned over to take out the cigarette case from the cabinet next to him. It was not the No. [-] cigar he usually used, but the Hongta Mountain that Zheng He often stayed with. Bai En put the cigarette in his mouth, biting Holding a cigarette butt, he asked vaguely, "Is there a fire?"

The man raised the gun slowly.

Bai En smiled, his narrowed eyes were very beautiful.

"You have also seen that I am sick now," Bai En pointed to his head: "There is something wrong here, I think you should have investigated me before, right? Just treat it as a good deed, give me fire, I don't have the strength to resist you, you can capture it alive."

The man retracted the gun, and Bai En slowly relaxed his body. Suddenly, the man clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on Bai En's stomach!

"...cough!" Bai En breathed out slowly, spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he lowered his head, his eyes were covered by his hair, after a long time, Bai En suddenly raised his jaw and looked at the man, and asked, "Now, do you believe it?"

The man put on his gloves and stretched out his hand to grab Bai En. Bai En turned his hand slightly, and half of his body was hanging outside the window. The man turned pale with fright, and stretched out his hand to pull Bai En back. Bai En turned sideways again , this time only the legs were still hanging from the window frame.

"I said it," Bai En bit the cigarette on his mouth, watched it bob up and down as he spoke, and said, "Give me fire, do you understand? Otherwise, the fish will die and the net will be broken, I don't care."

With a sullen face, the man measured the distance from Bai En and the time to jump with his eyes, searched in his pocket, took out a small cube, and lightly swiped it in front of Bai En's eyes, and with a click, the cigarette was lit.

Bai En grabbed the cigarette, took a deep breath, and after a second or so, the shredded tobacco was slowly spit out from the thin lips, Bai En turned his head to the window and asked, "When will they come back?" ?”

The man raised his gun again and pointed at Bai En. His voice was hoarse and low, and he said, "Please go on your way, Mr. Bai."

"Haven't you found out yet?" Bai En raised his hand to brush his hair, and took another breath.

The man became vigilant, looked around with the gun in his hand, and asked, "What did you find?"

"It's nice to be simple..." Bai En finished with a sigh.

The man suddenly knelt on the ground, twitched a few times, and stopped moving.

Gently snuffing out the cigarette butt, Bai En opened the window and waited for Zheng He's car.

From the very beginning, Bai En's action was not to light the cigarette, but to light the window.

The first lesson Mr. Bai gave Bai En said: Don't stand by the bed at any time, and remember to close the curtains.

Bai En just wanted to do the opposite. He changed all his addresses into the most sophisticated eight-story bulletproof facility. He ran around the window when he had nothing to do. Bai En once opened the window in a very sober morning. The curtain found a bullet stuck on it, and the glass bloomed around the bullet like a petal. Bai En guessed the anger and disappointment of the person who pulled the trigger when he found out that this method was not working, and his smile lasted all morning. .

Bai En is such a rotten person.

He felt that he lived in pain, so everyone should suffer like him.

A little bit of the mixture prepared by the window before and the sleeping pills that Bai En left beside the window and forgot to take. Bai En ground them into powder with his hands and sprinkled them gently beside him. Due to the nature of the medicine, he barely raised his strength to speak, and that poor unlucky man, maybe he never thought that Bai En's ulterior motives were not in alcohol.

Ever since the man punched Bai En, his death has become a foregone conclusion.

two hundred and four

Zheng He came back with a big dog in his arms.

When Bai En heard the doorbell ring, he was watching Jie Zi and Chen Ming carry the man into the woods by the bed on the second floor.He went downstairs to open the door, and saw a silly dog's head sticking out of it, still smiling at him, it was really cloudy.

Zheng He didn't seem to intend to explain to him, so he entered the house with big and small bags. Bai En looked at him for a while, then bent down with a smile, and stroked the dog's head: "Zheng He, why did you come back so late?"

Zheng He didn't seem to react, and said while holding the shopping bag: "It took some time to buy things."

Bai En couldn't bear to smile, and in order to let Zheng He find out, he continued to talk to the dog: "Zheng He, what did you buy?" Then he looked up and looked at Zheng He: "Oh, why did you buy someone else? "

Zheng He turned his head and looked at Bai En with a cute face.

Zheng He: "Mr. Bai, is it better to be so funny than to be real?"

Bai En was puzzled: "What do you mean by funny?"

Zheng He pointed to the newly bought husky: "That's just like him."

Bai En's expression turned cold.

"Tsk tsk, I found out that you're not a husky, you're a cobra, why do you change your mood so quickly?" Zheng He was speechless, pulling Bai En and saying, "Don't be angry, I'll tease you, I'm a husky, any golden retriever is fine." .”

"Stop insulting the dogs, they have a higher IQ than you." Bai En said coldly, and went upstairs.

Zheng He was dumbfounded. Mr. Bai has always been good-tempered towards him, so he shouldn't be angry because of this little thing, right?He hurriedly raised his head and asked, "What are you doing up there?"

Bai En turned back and said, "Haven't you ever thought about where the dog lives? I'll go get the kennel."

Zheng He dropped the plastic bag, happily followed Bai En, and said, "I'll accompany you to get it quickly."

He knew that Bai En would not be angry because of such a trivial matter.

two hundred and five

Like every unreliable host, Zheng He forgot about the hungry husky and rolled into a ball with Mr. Bai upstairs.

Bai En's clothes were torn, and the sweat slowly slid down the muscle texture. Zheng He raised his head to suck Bai En's chin. The man held his neck with one hand and pressed him firmly on the bed. Zheng He suffocated but felt controlled.

"Give it to me... okay?" Bai En murmured.

"...Woo, um..." Zheng He endured JD's PL, and laughed out of breath: "If you want to come in, you go in, what are you talking to me? Could it be that if I don't let you in, you won't come in?"

Bai En's fingertips slid gently down Zheng He's back, Zheng He was so comfortable that he couldn't control his voice at all.

An unharmonious heavy panting sound came out suddenly, Zheng He opened his eyes, and looked at Bai En who was also puzzled.

Zheng He straightened up, put on his coat and said, "I didn't send it."

"It seems to be outside the door." Bai En said with better ears.

"I'll go and have a look," Zheng He put on his shoes and walked over.

Bai En remembered what happened when Zheng He left just now, fearing that the people outside would be with that person, he said, "Take out the gun on your waist."

Zheng He laughed dryly. He had just hidden a small pistol in Sangbei's place just now, thinking that no one would know about it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Bai discovered it at a glance.

He opened the door very nervously, and at the same time the gun was pointed at a slight fifteen degrees to his upper left.

Outside.

The husky was panting 'haha' with its tongue out, Zheng He squatted down, and discussed with it seriously: "Did you put your nose in the crack of the door and make a strange sound just now?"

Of course Husky couldn't answer, still biting his tail and sticking out his tongue, looking at Zheng He with big eyes.

Zheng He was almost blinded by him, and fled downstairs to pour him dog food.