[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

The thrill of shining light.

I stepped on some rare and unspoiled small patches of snow on the street, looked at the children who ran out to play in the snow after the snow, and looked at the Poker bottle standing beside me waiting for the bus with a slight smile, "Brother, take the bus!" Have you ever taken the bus?"

During the two months in London, I almost never took a bus. Although I can often see conspicuous red double-section buses driving on Songbai Road, I just wait and see from the side of the road.I once heard Xiaohua lament about the many interesting and comfortable places in the UK when taking a bus, and I inevitably felt curious, but unfortunately I never had the opportunity to experience it.

Poker Bottle looked directly at the opposite side of the road, his eyes seemed to be a little empty, and his voice was so flat that it almost disappeared into the air.

"Ah."

"I heard that there is no need to wait for the bus?" I blinked. After listening to Xiaohua's narration, what I envy the most is that there is no need to wait for the bus in the UK. It is said that there will be an estimated arrival time at the stop sign, and the environment of the bus is very good. Domestic buses are crowded. Pain, it can be said that there is no need to worry about it in the UK.

Poker bottle looked at me, did not answer my words, but asked a very inexplicable question, "Do you like it?"

"Of course." I nodded and looked at all kinds of passers-by standing in front of the station, "You've seen it too, compared to this troublesome way of waiting in China, who wouldn't like it?"

"You like England?"

I was taken aback, the question Poker-Face asked was strange and somewhat serious, making people have to stop joking and answer his question seriously, "Of course I like it."

"Wu Xie," Poker-Face looked at me with a rare serious look, and even called out my name that I can rarely say, "In the future, do you want to be in Hangzhou or London?"

Do you want to be in Hangzhou or London?What does it mean?

I was stunned, seeing that Poker-finger couldn't keep up with his thoughts for a while, I couldn't help frowning, and threw the question to Poker-finger again, "Then, do you want me to be in London or Hangzhou?"

I understand what Pokerfing wants to express, but this kind of strange concern is a bit inexplicable, and it doesn't seem like he would care about it usually.

In fact, the answer is self-evident to his understanding of me.

Poker-Face no longer answered, but shifted his gaze, watching the slowly approaching bus return to his usual state of silence.

The location of my second uncle's house is relatively remote. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the city center, the place a little closer to the suburbs is much quieter. It makes people feel comfortable and quiet. It is a rare place for meditation in Hangzhou.

I looked at the very ordinary residential building, took a deep breath, smiled and looked at Poker Bottle, whose face was darkened by the bus that was almost close to people, "Brother, your face is ugly, Are you nervous? Do you want to take a deep breath before knocking on the door?"

Sure enough, when the words fell, Poker Face's expression became even more frightening, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

It really is a rare sight.

I'm funny, I didn't expect Poker Bottle, who usually seems to have no emotional ups and downs, to be blackened by the scene of the crowded bus in China.However, if you think about the fact that even when the traffic in London is at its peak, there will never be a scene with almost human flesh sandwiched in the subway, so you can understand Poker's reaction at the moment.

Before I could appreciate it enough, Poker-Face collected his emotions and walked to the door, glanced at me faintly, and rang the doorbell.I was stunned by the look on my face, coughed twice and greeted the second uncle who came to open the door with a smile, "Second uncle, your nephew is wishing you New Year's greetings!"

The second uncle looked at me ignoring my hippie smile, moved away with a very indifferent expression, just like the feeling he gave me since I was a child, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Come in and sit down, the humble house is simple, please take care of the distinguished guests."

I twitched the corners of my mouth, and finally couldn't hold back that heartless smile. I nodded to my second uncle and took the oil bottle to the living room. After hanging the two coats on the hangers, I took the second uncle's hand The tea that came over sat next to Poker Bottle, staring at the curling water mist floating in the teacup, waiting for the moment when the somewhat boring atmosphere would be broken.

It's just that it doesn't seem to follow my wishes, Poker Ping and Second Uncle have been looking at the coffee table and sipping tea without saying a word.I gritted my teeth, finally let out a sigh, and looked at Second Uncle, "Second Uncle, you invited us here today, do you have something to say?"

"You know what I'm going to say." The second uncle leaned against the back of the sofa with a teacup in his hand and looked at me, his gaze never falling on Poker Face, as if he was regarded as air.

I was silent, not knowing how to answer Second Uncle's words, so I could only chuckle and shook my head, "I never know what you mean, Second Uncle can say whatever he wants."

"Zhang Qiling, what is your relationship with Huo Ling?"

What?Huo Ling?

I looked at my second uncle with wide eyes, and Poker Fing was also a little confused by this abrupt question. After looking at my second uncle for a while, I said, "It's okay."

"You mean, you two are just casual acquaintances?" The second uncle looked up, saw Poker Ping nod, put down the teacup with a smile, and turned the handle with the index finger of his right hand, "Then why did Mrs. Huo express to the public that you and Her daughter is on good terms?"

Damn it, which one is this singing?

I frowned listening to my second uncle's words, and clenched my hands unconsciously. I thought that if Huo Ling was in front of me at this moment, I couldn't help but behave rudely.

For the first time, the word "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" made me feel extremely ridiculous and even disgusted.

---------Zhang Qi Ling

The temperature after the snow is very pleasant, the sun is not strong, and it shines gently on the body, which is a unique feeling in the south of the Yangtze River.

There are many people waiting in front of the bus station, standing in the afternoon sun wearing thick coats.

This experience of waiting for a bus, although not the first time, is still rare.

I looked at the children running across the road with cartoon hydrogen balloons. This feeling of comfort and comfort made my heart seem to be infected with drugs, and I could never quit.

I really want to go on like this forever, but this kind of thinking can only stay at the stage of "thinking". After all, I am not a self-willed underage boy who can do whatever I want. The growth of age puts an inescapable responsibility on myself, and many ideas can only be Just to look forward to.

"Have you ever taken a bus?"

The voice suddenly coming from the side clearly pulled my erratic thoughts through the auditory nerve, I looked at the empty street that had long since lost the child, "Yeah."

"I heard that there is no need to wait for the bus?" Wu Xie blinked, the halos of sunlight reflecting in the eyes were so clear that people couldn't look away.

This is the expression Wu Xie often has when talking about things he likes.

I looked at the pair of eyes in front of me that could easily guess the emotions, and my heart was warm.

Wu Xie likes England, but if you want to compare it with the hometown where he was born and raised, probably the second is the best choice.

Suddenly, I felt that it might not be a good choice to keep Wu Xie in London selfishly. Even if it was inadvertent, Wu Xie expressed his nostalgia for Hangzhou.Whether it's the gradually relaxed expression from the moment he set foot on the land of Hangzhou and the frequent jokes and ridicules, it can be seen that Wu Xie was completely relaxed when he was in Hangzhou.

It's completely different from the somewhat stiff feeling in London.

Looking into those eyes, he was rarely confused and absent-minded, "Do you like England?"

"Of course I like it."

If it is compared with Hangzhou?I pursed my lips, even if I knew the answer I was about to get, I still wanted to be confirmed by myself in a strange way.

I think I may have a problem.

"Wu Xie, in the future, do you want to be in Hangzhou or London?"

Wu Xie was slightly stunned, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he said seriously: "Then, do you want me to be in London or Hangzhou?"

I looked away and didn't answer anymore.

Wu Xie is very smart, especially when facing some obscure problems, he has a wonderful sensitivity.I looked at the bus slowly and steadily in front of me, and followed the flow of people into the compartment. After seeing the scene inside the bus, I suddenly had the urge to turn around and get off.

It's just that I have no way out.

I turned my head and looked at Wu Xie, who was standing behind me and was squeezed so that he was almost lying on top of me, but his face was already calm. I frowned and looked at the dark surroundings, and sighed.

This kind of environment is really uncomfortable.

Turning around, he wanted to pull Wu Xie past him and let him stand in front of him, but found a woman clinging to him in a very misleading posture. Although he knew it was a last resort, he was still a little angry.

hateful!

I stretched out my hand and wanted to pull Wu Xie who was standing on the side and was busy using his height advantage to move his position. However, the crowded crowd didn't allow me to make a pulling movement. Fortunately, Wu Xie moved his position to distance himself from the strange woman. I can only suppress my agitation and wait for the arrival.

Wu Erbai's residence is far away from the urban area, and the environment close to the suburbs is very quiet, away from the noise and car exhaust, so that people can release the depression in their hearts.

It's just that I can't.

The feeling of irritability on the bus was not reduced by getting off the bus but worsened by the backlog. I closed my eyes and looked at Wu Xie who was looking at me playfully.

"Brother, you look ugly, are you nervous? Do you want to take a deep breath before knocking on the door?"

I can really tell!

I glanced at Wu Xie, walked around him to the door, and rang the doorbell.

The door opened quickly and seemed to be waiting.Wu Erbai stood at the door and jumped over me to look at Wu Xie, his gaze through the lens was very indifferent.

"Second Uncle, your nephew is wishing you New Year's greetings!" Wu Xie approached with a smile on his face, obviously with a teasing tone, but there was a sense of apprehension hidden in his eyes.

Wu Erbai glanced at Wu Xie, and ignored that