[Online game] Priest is brutal

The abyss watched the sun move inch by inch, and the sky was gradually taken over by twilight.

And that building was still locked.

The remaining flowers did not come back either.

——Of course, Abyss also knows that Ye Chonghua rarely comes back at this time.After all, he is still an adult who often has to work overtime.

Abyss sat boredly on the edge of the flowerbed, resting his chin, holding a mobile phone in one hand, playing games for a while.

He noticed that someone finally approached the building, and Abyss' eyes lit up, looking over there.

——That's not Ye Chonghua, that's a little old man who looks quite energetic.

The game character of Abyss died with an "ah".

Abyss ignored it, stuffed the phone back into his pocket, carried his backpack, and walked towards the person quickly, and the other party also found him.Abyss bent over in front of him and shouted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle."

Shen Yuan also knew that person, he lived in the same building as Ye Chonghua, and had met each other several times, Shen Yuan thought, he would have a little impression of himself—at least he would not regard himself as a thief or robber or something.

Sure enough, the man looked at him, with a faint smile on his face: "Why, can't the young man get in?"

Abyss scratched his head, distressed sincerely: "That's right... I forgot to bring out the key."

The little old man gave a "hehe" and took out the key to open the door: "Xiaoye is not at home?"

"Yes, he works overtime." Abyss said this naturally and fluently.

The little old man was blinded by his natural and righteous performance, he chuckled and said, "Then you must remember to bring it next time, there are fewer and fewer people in our building now." Then he put the abyss in.

The building of the abyss sneaked into the operation and succeeded.

Abyss thought this way—maybe, Remnant Huaer is not working overtime and playing games at home?

Then when he knocked on the door, the remaining flowers would come out, and everything would be fine.

Although I feel that the possibility of this is very small, Abyss still can't help being lucky-the more you care about something, the easier it is for people to expect it to develop in the best direction.

What is the best direction? It is nothing more than Ye Chonghua coming out to listen to his explanation quietly, forgive his recklessness and self-righteousness, their relationship can return to nature from rupture, and he can start a... tacit and beautiful relationship with Canhua emotion.

Everything, today and tomorrow, past and future, will become sweet and gentle.And the current situation is just a small episode in their lives that adds flavor.

Abyss quickly climbed up to the floor where Ye Chonghua was, and rang the doorbell in front of the door that he used to switch in and out of frequently.

There was no sound from inside.

Abyss paused for a while, then rang the doorbell again.

There was an empty echo in the corridor.

Ye Chonghua was not at home.

The joy that was boiling in my heart before the abyss gradually sank again.He stood for a while, then slowly slid down the door panel and sat down on the ground.

The fading light of the setting sun shone in front of him.

——Maybe Remnant Flower is still working overtime, just wait a little longer.

He leaned against the door panel, thinking lightly.He took out his mobile phone to pass such an unbearable time.

Six thirty-seven.The sun carried dust and fell on his feet.

The afterglow of the setting sun became more and more listless, dragging to the door panel, gradually losing its luster.

The lights in the corridor turned on, and it seemed that there was only some weak light because of the age.Looking out of the abyss, the outside windows gradually lit up, and he heard the sound of pots and pans, the sound of adults scolding children, and calling for dinner.

He felt a little hungry.

At this time, if he wasn't chatting with his father and watching the news for dinner while his mother laughed beside him, he would just mess around with the food here, and when Ye Chonghua came home from work, he would go to the computer while he was free to see if there was any abnormality in the game that was hanging up.

But now he was just sitting on the dusty ground, looking at the darkening sky.

Someone came down from upstairs, looked at him in surprise, but didn't say anything, and took the child downstairs for a walk.

Seven sixteen.The light from the mobile phone screen reflected on his face, a dim, cold light.

Abyss' cell phone is about to run out of battery.It has been played by the abyss for a day, and it is not easy to support it until now.

Abyss tried to call Ye Chonghua with the last sliver of electricity, but the tone was still busy.

Will Remnant Flower come back from get off work...

Abyss thought in confusion.

It was dark outside.The lights of other people's houses gradually turned on, and occasionally he heard the sound of the TV.

A few children were playing downstairs, whining and screaming, as if they were very happy.

Eight thirty.Abyss turned on the phone, the screen only flickered once, and then returned to darkness.

Abyss is hungry.

He went in a hurry, but also full of confidence, he just took a Mom's brand sandwich in his mouth and went out.Then there was no water.

He heard his stomach growling, and hunger rolled and lowered his belly in fits and starts.Abyss rubbed his head slightly against his knee.

He can't leave, the building is quite old, and it doesn't look like there are many residents, if he leaves, he may not be so lucky, and find another resident who knows him to let him in.

He could only endure his own hunger, waiting for Can Hua to come back from working overtime.

He heard the sound of footsteps, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated for a while, and then he heard the voice of talking, and his heart gradually sank again.

Not residual flowers.

The owner of the voice approached him, and from the corner of Abyss' eyes, he saw that it was the mother and son who had just come downstairs.

The mother looked at him strangely, but still didn't speak, and took the child upstairs.

"Mom, what does that brother do?" the child asked.

"Don't worry so much about other people's affairs." Mother replied coldly.

Abyss didn't have much interest in them either, he was wondering why the residual flower hadn't come back yet.

Nine forty-five.The light from the corridor fell on the watch, casting a shadow on the hands, and the second hand moved step by step, step by step, and step back.

The abyss was leaning against the door panel, and he saw the lights dim one by one, and there was silence everywhere, only his watch was making a cold and mechanical sound, echoing the painful drumbeat in his stomach.

The time was boring and long. Countless thoughts ran through his mind, and he tried to recall everything from his past to the present. He thought that time had passed for a long time, but he looked at his watch under the dim light. less than.

When will the remaining flowers come back?

He felt very hungry and very tired, but he could do nothing, nothing.

Eleven twenty.There is moonlight on the dust, which is stirred up by artificial lights, as if it is about to dissolve.

The abyss felt that he was going to be numb with hunger, so hungry that he was detached.

He still had some energy to joke with himself: the so-called bigu technique doesn't seem to be very difficult to practice.

It's a pity that no one listens to him talking about how to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

Only the thin and long chirping of insects.

But even worms have friends. He is a human being, but at night like this, he can only look at the lights and the moonlight, enduring the exhaustion like a wave, and waiting for the time to pass alone.

How could you work overtime so late.

Will the remaining flowers come back?

Three eleven in the morning.Abyss saw the night wind blowing over, the dust stirred up for a while, and then calmed down again.

Abyss felt a headache.

He is actually not someone who is not used to staying up all night.He often watches football and plays games all night, and he can still go to class the next day.

But today is different, all his good expectations have been worn away by the long time that has passed, like a dull saw slowly cutting through wood.

He's hungry, he hasn't eaten for almost a day.

He was tired, he had been bumping around all day, and after coming to this city, he didn't even try to sit for a while.

All these were tossing his nerves, and he felt more and more tired, almost unable to hold on.

But he didn't want to close his eyes, he was waiting for Ye Chonghua, he wanted to talk to him the first time he saw him.

But why didn't the residual flowers come back.

27:[-] am.The light shone on his backpack, casting a deep black shadow.

The night is gone with the night wind, and there seems to be a little light belonging to the day in the dark sky.Abyss felt a headache.

The remaining flowers may not come back.

He felt as if something was about to be smashed by the morning light, breaking his heart with the sound of the second hand mechanically turning.

Abyss felt very tired, his spirit could no longer support his eyelids, he leaned his head against the door, and when he closed his eyes, the world fell into darkness.

He no longer has the energy and energy to think about whether he will be treated as a homeless person when he falls asleep like this, and whether he will be more disgusted when he sees the residual flowers in such an indecent sleep.

He was out of control.

After all...he is just a person who has been living a satisfying life, has been loved by everyone, and has been living the life he planned as he pleases, and he just got rid of the title of "boy" not long ago, little guy.