Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Fyodor killed.

These words hovered in Ming Liu's mind, occupying all the operating space of the brain.

What should I do...why did it become like this...

He thought so hard that he seemed to lose his soul, and floated out in a daze, onto the streets of Kabukicho.

"Hey, isn't this Mingliu? Didn't you drink with the owner of Wanshiwu today?"

"Why don't you come in and have a bowl of hot red bean rice cake?"

"Guest, come and play."

He didn't listen to anything.

This kind of thing really happened... so at least half of the blame is on him, right?Stupidity can be used to deceive others, but it cannot be used to deceive oneself.

He had always known that none of the three in the family had a clear sense of good and evil—even himself.

But out of selfishness, out of his own painful experience, he wants to impose his own ideas on them, at least he can no longer kill people, and he can't cause more pain.But he also felt that the matter of imposing concepts was not right, so he hesitated and swayed from side to side.

Dare not to be cruel, nor dare to completely connive.It is best to solve nature in a softer way.

Most of life is passed in a chaotic way swinging from side to side, and there is no need to make it too clear.Perhaps they have been changed in such a chaotic, gentle and gentle daily life?

With such a fluke mentality, he avoided everything.

Until Fyodor told him that he had killed someone.

This difficult question was put on the table, the most contradictory thing was dug up like this, and the bloody knife was stretched out in front of him, which forced him to make a choice.

He can't choose.

Then he shamefully chose to escape.Run out of the house and wander into the street.

Mistakes were repeated one after another, and he didn't know what to do.In addition to his strength, he is just an ordinary person in Kabukicho - an ordinary night rabbit.

Everything is screwed together.

At some point, Mingliu walked into a shop, ordered a little white wine, and then poured the wine in without saying a word, filling his mind into two points and one line.

He may be responsible.

But if he becomes an accomplice, he must share the responsibility.

Then there is no need to hesitate.

......

Of course, it was unexpected that he would get into the game. He didn't expect to be so unlucky that he bumped the warden.

......

"Thank you."

Mingliu was completely incapable of moving.

Tongue seemed to be knotted, and even the eyeballs looked down, not daring to look up.

"Fei, Fei Jia thinks 5000 meters is too much..." Ming Liu wanted to shrink back, twisting his fingers, "Then run 50 meters around the house... jog, jog That's all right, Fei Jia should take a good rest recently."

Fyodor was pleased with the result.

But there is one more thing left unfinished.

"Thank you Mingliu-jun for standing by my side, just." He tilted his head, and the two of them got closer, almost touching their ears, and their voice was softer, "Actually, I didn't kill anyone myself."

In the alley that night, he really just had a look.The man died in the revenge of his enemy, as for why his enemy's gangsters could find it there-Fyodor said he had no idea at all.

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter, he doesn't know.

After all, it is a promised thing, not to do it yourself.

but.

You took a small step to hell for me.

Fyodor took a light step back, hugged the notebook, and looked at Mingliu with an innocent expression.

——What are you going to do with me, Mingliu-kun.

I even stepped on the bottom line, but I found out that it was just a little word game. What can you do with me?

Compared with those little tricks, he prefers to play with other things, and at this time, it can be seen that he and Dazai do have similarities - they both like to torture something.

Maybe it sounds nice when destroying something.

"Fyodor..."

This was probably the second time Mingliu called Fyodor by his name instead of his nickname.The last time was when I wrote a letter.

Fyodor subconsciously collapsed.It's easy to operate, and easy to say, but what can't be ignored is that the man in front of him has absolute force value. Once he really explodes, he will definitely not be able to survive.

He once asked Mingliu what would happen if he encountered the ability to rupture a person's internal organs in an instant.Ming Liu replied, "Before I die completely, at least I can drag everyone to hell together. A broken heart or something, a trivial matter, no matter what, it can last for a few minutes." If such a person really loses his mind, the consequences will be disastrous. Estimate.

"You...why..." Ming Liu's voice was almost trembling.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

He grabbed Fyodor by the shoulders.

Fyodor had no time to back off.

Ming Liu shook the person in his hand vigorously: "Fei Jia—why didn't you tell me earlier—it's really, really good that you didn't do those things..."

His voice lowered, he was discouraged, his whole body was taken out of his bones, and he wanted to hang on Fei Jia.

"It really scared me to death..."

Fyodor caught him carefully, and then said cautiously: "Aren't you angry?"

After doing such a thing and making such a big prank, it is almost like smashing the most vulnerable parts of people, those emotions, hearts, and souls, and picking them up again, slowly but not carefully. .

At the moment of spelling it out, he lifted it up again and smashed it hard.

such a cruel thing...

Are you not angry at all?

"Angry?" Mingliu asked feebly, "Of course I'm angry, I'm about to die of anger, do you think I still have strength now? Fine Fei Jia to help Oda make dinner, I want to eat the steak fried by Fei Jia himself, It’s good to eat Western-style once in a while, I don’t want to eat Japanese-style curry. Ah, digressing.”

"I'm a little angry. But it's best that Fedya is okay."

At this moment, he subconsciously began to enjoy Fyodor's cool embrace, leaning against him, too lazy to move.

"Even if Fei Jia did those things, I would accept them all. I said I would trust you and do what I said. What's more, Fei Jia didn't do it... It's a surprise... I I had already prepared for the worst.”

"At worst, I'll cut my stomach."

"Fei Jia is indeed the cutest."

It's all a joke after that.

When I really hugged Mingliu, I realized that this person was not very tall, not very heavy, and even considered light, and he was obviously on the way to cook every day.

Only occasionally can I think of it.

Ah, so that's it.

It seems to be still in the category of teenagers.As a result, because he is the oldest child in the family, he has never been treated as a child.

Fyodor wanted to pet the cat again, wanting to continue listening to the cat purring in his arms.

The moment he raised his wrist, Ming Liu pushed him away.

"Thinking about it, I'm still a little angry." He tried his best to put on a puffy look, and put his hips on his hips, "Fei Jia, hurry up and make dinner—"

"Otherwise, just run 5000 meters, there is no deduction."

This time it was Fyodor's turn to choke.

He stood where he was, holding the notebook in one hand, and calmly withdrew the other hand.The cold wind that is about to enter the winter blows the fallen leaves in the yard to my feet, blowing away the last bit of warmth in my arms just now.

But don't know why.

very good mood.

"I'm going to make dinner, steak?"

"steak!"

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