"So...where are we going next?" Feng Bujue said, "It's rare for two people to go out to play, and it's the May Day holiday. Going to the movies would be a bit too..."
"Go to your house." Xiyu interrupted in his usual cold tone.
"You...this...I..." Brother Jue, who is quick-thinking and eloquent, could not even utter a complete sentence at this moment.
"You're thinking too much." Xiyu continued.
"Okay..." Feng Bujue said.
How did these two people understand each other's meaning... I'm afraid only they themselves know.
"Oh, wait a minute." Feng Bujue said, taking out his cell phone from his pocket and pressing a speed dial number.
After more than ten seconds, the other party picked up, and Xiao Tan's voice came: "Hello? Brother Jue? What's going on?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I want you and the girl next to you to come out from behind the green belt and come to my house to sit together."
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Five minutes later, the four of them were sitting in Xiaotan's car.
Xiao Tan and Bei Ling sat in the front row, while Jue Ge and Siyu were in the back row. The two in the back were far away from each other... holding their cheeks with one hand in an almost symmetrical posture, each looked at the scenery outside the windows on both sides.
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"You must have been careless, so you were discovered." Sad Spirit was still complaining.
Xiao Tan replied: "Don't make trouble when I'm driving, oh... don't forget to wear your seat belt."
At this time, they had taken off their sunglasses and hats, and the expressions on their faces were a little embarrassed.
"I don't blame him." Feng Bujue said from the back seat, "My anti-tracking ability has been systematically trained. No matter the theoretical knowledge or practical experience, it is beyond your reach. Even the local police..."
"Hey! Don't say that kind of thing casually!" Xiao Tan interrupted with a roar.
"Ah~ forget it, actually this is fine. It's hard for the four of us to get together." Beiling said, "Besides, on this national holiday, public places are full of people, so going to the leader's house is indeed a good choice."
"Yeah. That's right, 'The home of a homebody who lives alone is a place that combines a movie theater, a board game room, a cafe, and a restaurant.'" Xiyu continued in a repeating tone.
"This is mine..." As soon as Feng Bujue heard this, he remembered that these were the original words he had written in a novel.
"You wrote it in the short story "Eyes Between Buildings" three years ago." Siyu continued.
"Just believe me when I write..." Feng Bujue said.
"Of course I don't believe what you wrote. I just used what you wrote to speculate how many of its components are related to your real life status." Xiyu said.
"If we swap genders... I can already call the police." Feng Bujue raised his eyes and squinted at Xi Yudao beside him.
"I just speculated, and there was no substantive investigation." Xiyu said, "I never thought... that I would meet you in the thriller paradise."
"This is called fate." Xiao Tan added from the driver's seat without looking back.
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About half an hour later, everyone arrived at Brother Jue’s home. They came to this place that combines a cinema, a board game room, a cafe, and a restaurant...
"Ah~ I suddenly felt like I was renting the place for zero yuan..." Without warning, Bei Ling jumped onto Brother Jue's sofa and stretched out comfortably.
"Hey, Assass, you look arrogant today too." Xiao Tan found the tabby cat lying in the corner of the room and squatted in front of it and said.
"Eh? Does the leader have a cat?" Bei Ling jumped up from the sofa again, ran over, and knelt down next to Xiao Tan, "Uh... this cat's eyes are so disgusting..."
"The expression is very similar to that of the master..." Xiyu also came over.
Assass was surrounded by three strangers, but he still acted as if nothing had happened. He lay on the ground like a standard cat and glanced at everyone. Then he turned away and yawned.
"You guys really don't think of yourself as outsiders..." Feng Bujue walked at the end and said as he closed the door.
"Eh? Captain, do you have any toys for cats?" Sadling asked.
"I bought some on the day I picked it up, but I didn't use it even once. This guy never scratches or bites anything; he doesn't react to cat sticks or yarn balls..." Feng Bujue
He replied, "So after a few days, I returned all the cat toys."
"So...it's pretty good, right?" said Bei Ling.
"Besides planting shit mines in a planned way and ignoring me..." Feng Bujue said, "Speaking of which... why did I invite such an old man to come back and serve me..."
"Maybe because of loneliness." Xiyu left the cat and walked into the kitchen, "What do you want to drink?"
"Hey! This is a question that the master should ask!" Feng Bujue shouted.
"Hot water." "Whatever." Beiling and Xiaotan replied respectively.
"Eh? Why is it hot...Pfft..." Xiao Tan was about to ask a question when he was slapped in the elbow again.
"I can already imagine your married life." Feng Bujue said coldly.
At this time, Xiyu, who was standing next to the refrigerator, changed his expression slightly, frowned slightly, turned to Brother Jue and said, "Why...there are underwear...in your refrigerator..."
Feng Bujue was not embarrassed at all, and replied in a serious tone: "Ah... once you pass through the ice, you can't wear the warm ones back..."
"So the reason is that it is comfortable to wear..." Xiyu muttered, her cheeks rarely blushed twice, and then her eyes returned to the refrigerator, "And they are all square-angled..."
"Hey, hey... what's this strong sense of violation? The attributes of men and women are reversed... Generally speaking, it should be more normal for me to deliberately spy on the color of your underwear..." Feng Bujue said.
"How is it normal..." Xiao Tan said from the side, "The two are just different degrees of perversion..."
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That afternoon, the four of them had a great conversation and had a great time. The soundproofing of this building was good, and Feng Bujue lived on the top floor. It didn’t matter how loud it was when playing board games, as long as they didn’t stamp their feet on the floor.
Brother Jue's home does have the functions of various entertainment facilities. In addition to the ones mentioned by Xiyu, Feng Bujue's collection of game consoles also spans various platforms, and there are plenty of cartridges... In his home, you can play for up to twenty
Various mainstream models from the 1990s to the 2050s.
At around five o'clock, when Feng Bujue was alone in the kitchen cooking the second grade, the other three watched Brother Jue's "I am a writer" video again. Although that program had already been broadcast on TV
, and Xiyu had already recorded it secretly, but she still read this version very carefully...
The dinner that followed was naturally very sumptuous, and Feng Bujue's cooking ability put the two girls to shame. Of course, his various words and deeds while cooking made people even more embarrassed.
After dinner, everyone had no intention of leaving, so at Beiling's suggestion, they started singing karaoke in Brother Jue's rather luxurious home theater... But almost all of them were Xiao Tan and Beiling.
The rich second generation can be considered handsome and beautiful, and their voice quality is not bad. To be fair, if they participate in a talent show or something, they can definitely enter the top twenty.
Feng Bujue was really in a high mood today. He also sang a song called "Love Makes No Reason". "Actually, a person's life is not too bad. Occasionally there is some small sadness. I don't think others can see it. Even if
Loneliness will make me sad, and I will try to make myself think more openly..." In various senses, he seemed to be echoing Xiyu's previous sentence - "It's because of loneliness."
At nine o'clock in the evening, the three people who still had something to say said goodbye and left. The important task of sending the two ladies home fell on Xiao Tan.
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After seeing off his friends, Feng Bujue was the only one left in the empty house.
There are still a bunch of greasy dishes to deal with in the sink, and it’s time to change Assass’s cat litter. When Xiyu “checked” his computer just now, he deleted a lot of valuable video files that need to be restored...
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But Feng didn't realize it. He just sat on the sofa, turned off all the lights in the room, and closed his eyes silently.
He seemed to want to bring this memory into his mind, encapsulate it in an exquisite box, label it as happy, and keep it forever.
Feng Bujue was a pessimist, and he also thought... maybe one day, the shadow in his mind would not only take away his fear, but also take away his wisdom, and even his life.
If that day really comes, at least...he can still recall and wander in the palace of his own thoughts in the last days. (To be continued...)
