"Weiqun, you're back." This was the first sentence the two said when they met, produced by Zhong Ping.
Xiong Weiqun said nothing because he was on a mission. Although his mission had already grown out of the previous mission.
Zhong Ping walked back full of uneasiness, followed by Xiong Weiqun with a serious expression. On the way, he couldn't help but said: "Have you gone back to see your sister?"
But the other party followed him silently, as if he didn't hear him.
When he walked downstairs, he stopped at the door of the first-hand store and continued to ask: "Do you want fried chicken steak?"
Xiong Weiqun was still looking at him like a wooden stick, which made him feel uncomfortable. However, he still went into the first-hand store and bought the fried chicken steak that he used to improve his life again.
Next, as if it were natural, Xiong Weiqun followed Zhong Ping home. As if he had just met him, he turned Zhong Ping's house upside down, as if he was afraid that there was a listening device under the toilet seat.
Zhong Ping was sitting in the kitchen waiting for the takeout and laughing with him. He also specially reserved the seat next to the refrigerator for Xiong Weiqun. When Xiong Weiqun sat there and asked him to eat, he looked at Zhong Ping stiffly. Zhong Ping couldn't hold it anymore.
:"What’s wrong with you?"
"I'm normal." Xiong Weiqun said his first words since meeting Zhong Ping without conscious thought.
Zhong Ping shook his head like a boogie drum.
"I am a killer, and I am on a mission." Xiong Weiqun reminded him, not knowing whether it was for Zhong Ping or for himself.
"What mission?" Zhong Ping asked naturally. Even he felt a little regretful after asking. What could the killer's mission be? Is he stupid?
Fortunately, Xiong Weiqun did not remind him of the fact that he was a fool. He just shook his head: "The content of the mission cannot be leaked."
Zhong Ping curled his lips and muttered: "You can't let the secret out yet..."
Then the two of them ate. Xiong Weiqun ate cleanly and quickly, so that when he finished eating, Zhong Ping was still sucking the bones of the chicken chop with relish. Zhong Ping felt his back was chilled by being stared at while he was chewing, and Xiong Weiqun also
I feel that this atmosphere has an indescribable weirdness.
So in order to relieve the weird feeling, Xiong Weiqun took the initiative to answer Zhong Ping's first question today: "Sister, she is okay."
Now Zhong Ping also made a sizzling sound while sucking his fingers and opened his mouth to reply: "I knew it. When can I see her? She must be a little beauty too."
Xiong Weiqun watched the kindergarten teacher chatting about everyday things. The kindergarten teacher might be shot in the head in his next mission. What can be done... When the mission comes down, if he doesn't do it, there will naturally be someone else who needs money.
Come on. Maybe letting him do it will make Zhong Ping's death easier.
In the following time, Xiong Weiqun thought up a hundred ways to kill the kindergarten teacher gently in his mind. When he finally looked up, Zhong Ping was still picking and choosing the skeletons on the plate. Maybe he was too worried about the rainy day.
But he still couldn't help but think about if he was really asked to kill Zhong Ping, would he still be able to do it now? Kill this fearful, timid, and abusive kindergarten teacher...
Recalling that when he woke up the next morning after being drunk, Xiong Weiqun felt that he was even more stiff. It was what Zhong Ping said, and it seemed that it had indeed happened. Except for the pain in his butt, which was like having a dry stool for two hours, he did not leave any real feeling.
This suddenly made him feel a little annoyed and unfair, because he couldn't remember anything because he was fucked. Although he felt that even if he thought about it, it would not be a good memory... But what should he do about this kind of thing that should be coordinated by both parties?
He couldn't even remember it, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
While Zhong Ping was eating, he noticed that Xiong Weiqun looked constipated and asked with concern: "Do you have a stomachache?"
"Eat yours!" Xiong Weiqun replied angrily.
Zhong Ping stuck out his tongue and continued to chew the bones more frequently.
When he went to bed at night, Zhong Ping invited Xiong Weiqun to sleep on the bed. The sofa was short and hard, and it was not a long-term solution. However, Xiong Weiqun pushed him back sternly and told him to stop meddling and just treat him as his own.
There is no such thing as living like that.
However, no matter before or now, Zhong Ping could not pretend to be such a living person stuck on the sofa, washing and sleeping contentedly, and he couldn't help but come up to talk to him.
Before going to bed, Xiong Weiqun thought a lot about this task. One of the points was whether he should follow him to the kindergarten if this was surveillance. If he was required to monitor the whole process, it would be understandable for him to follow him to the kindergarten; but his subsequent result would have been to report to the kindergarten.
L's, Zhong Ping can't escape L's sight even after he goes to kindergarten... But forget it, it's not L's mission.
So the next morning, when Zhong Ping was holding a toothbrush in his mouth and wanted to stuff the ham into it, Xiong Weiqun said: "I will follow you around the clock, you can pretend I don't exist."
Zhong Ping swallowed a big mouthful of toothpaste, choked and asked: "All day long? You also want to go to kindergarten? No?"
"Yes." Xiong Weiqun replied succinctly.
This time Zhong Ping was a little frightened. He had always subconsciously thought that K and the kindergarten existed in two different dimensions. He didn't expect to have a dimensional melee for him so soon. This is the fusion of the killer and the kindergarten! The first one in this century.
ah!
After hesitating for a long time, Zhong Ping tried his best to ask Xiong Weiqun to stay at home before going to work. When he came back from get off work in the evening, he could dig out his eyes, chop off his toes or whatever.
But K couldn't explain it at all, and reminded him from time to time, "You're almost late," "You're about to be late," "You're already late," etc., which made his anxiety rise to a whole new level. Fortunately, Sister Ma didn't
Call him, otherwise he will be completely confused and want to lock himself in the refrigerator for a while.
Xiong Weiqun's attitude was very firm: Don't you want me to go to kindergarten? OK, as long as you don't go to kindergarten, I won't go to kindergarten either.
Zhong Ping remembered the solution in the industry if some children do not want to go to kindergarten. The first thing is to find out the reason why the children do not want to go. Usually it is because they are reluctant to leave their parents. In this case, you only need to ask the parents to accompany you to class for an hour or two, and then
Then let the parents shorten the time they spend together at an appropriate time, and let the children quit their parents.
The second type is to find problems in the kindergarten. It may be that the child does not get along well with the children or the teacher treats the children badly and makes the children afraid of the teacher.
The most important thing about both solutions is communication.
Let's put it here, Xiong Weiqun wants to go to kindergarten with him. When it comes to Xiong Weiqun's reason, Zhong Ping can't guess it. When it comes to what it has to do with him, he is also confused.
He couldn't do the most important communication well, because Xiong Weiqun's firm attitude made him feel that things were not going anywhere, and he wanted to know why he was still feeling uncomfortable being stared at by those eagle-like eyes.