"Is it all right here? Doctor Hong?" Several workers from the moving company rushed all the furniture and stuff into the room. The room was not very big, and the living room was quickly crowded. fully.
People from the disassembled furniture moving company can help assemble and arrange them, but other scattered things must be handled by themselves.
Hong nodded, took out his wallet from his pocket and began to give tips one by one. He was very generous. A few bearded workers scratched their heads and were embarrassed to refuse, but happily accepted it. The last worker from the moving company was curious. Looking at the child beside Hong, he asked, "Doctor Hong, is this your son?"
Hong lowered his head and glanced at the child beside him who was pulling his clothes. The child looked sleepy and hadn't woken up. It had been like this since he woke up in the morning, and he would open his mouth and stretch out his hands to yawn from time to time.
"No, this is not my son, I'm not married yet." Hong reached out and touched the child's head, "This is my master."
The worker didn't take it seriously, just thought that Dr. Hong was joking, and left with a smile. When all the people from the moving company had retreated, there were only two people and a pile of miscellaneous things left in the room.
Hong stared helplessly at the pile of sundries in front of him and sighed, knowing that he was doing these tasks by himself again, he rolled up his sleeves in agony, and just stepped forward to clean up, but felt his clothes tightened, and the child next to him was still pulling The corner of his clothes refused to let go.
"Ah Jian, are you awake? I'm going to work, let go..."
Hong has been running around for a few days, her speech is weak, and her nerves are always in a state of tension. There are still big and small things to deal with in the real world. Even a patient doctor like Hong really can't bear it.
But he actually knew this kid was worse than him.
Luo Jian rubbed her eyes and muttered to express her dissatisfaction, "Don't tidy up, go to sleep first."
"I have to go to work tomorrow. I can't do it if I don't take care of it today... But you can go to sleep first. I've prepared your bed in advance." Hong rubbed the child's head helplessly. It's been years, and I haven't grown up. It's always like this. I don't know if it's the limitations of this body, or other reasons.
Under Hong's urging, the child finally retreated into the room and went to sleep. He slept until the afternoon. Turning around, he groped into the bedroom in a daze, and fell headlong on the bed.
At this time, Luo Jian just woke up.
Sleep time is quite precious, Luo Jian basically didn't sleep well, every day except for the life and death duel, there were all kinds of hunting and being hunted down, and the secret room assigned him various inexplicable tasks every day. But it's good to say, Luo Jian quite likes fighting.
But if you can take a day off once in a while, it would be better to go out for a walk.
Luo Jian thought so, and he went out.
The clown moved him to this city, which is quite familiar to him because his hometown is here.
Maybe I could go and see my parents' house
Thinking about it, Luo Jian immediately entered the state and walked through the streets holding an umbrella. When he came to the door of his parents' old house, he realized that his parents were not at home.
At the same time, there was a quite familiar but unfamiliar figure standing in front of his hometown.
It was Luo Jian herself.
No, it should be my past self.
In the past, Luo Jian hesitated in front of his house for a long time, not noticing Yuan standing not far behind him, holding an umbrella and looking at him expressionlessly, Yuan could vaguely understand his mood at that time , he had not seen his parents for a long time, so he went home for the first time after being kicked out, and his heart was full of anxiety.
But soon he will be disappointed.
Uncle Wu, a neighbor next to his hometown, popped up and said a few words to Luo Jian. Luo Jian was stunned for a while, nodded at Uncle Wu, then turned and left.
Yuan also followed Luo Jian and turned to leave. He knew that Luo Jian was going to his uncle's house now. It was not far from here, and he would walk back two streets, but he passed an expected person on the way.
Yuan held an umbrella and looked at the man with a large guitar bag and a hood with his head bowed, and pursed his lips.
The man seemed to have noticed Yuan's gaze, paused halfway, and immediately turned his head to look at Yuan, but when he turned his head, he only saw the bustling crowd behind him.
Is it an illusion
Someone was looking at me just now.
Luo Feng frowned slightly, feeling uneasy in his heart, he was the one who signed a lifelong contract with the Chamber of Secrets, logically speaking, in the real world, no one can see him, anyone who can see him Only—this kind of ominous premonition made Luo Feng stop his progress, turned around and walked back.
On the other side, Luo Jian had already walked to his uncle's house, and hesitated for a while, but finally he boldly knocked on the door of his uncle's house, and he was quickly welcomed in by his mother who opened the door, and then the door was closed just like that .
Yuan Yuan stood not far away and looked at it. This was the first time he saw his mother in so many years, but it was a pity that he only watched from a distance, and only from the side.
In fact, as long as Yuan thinks about it, there are many ways to get in. He can walk into the house grandiosely to watch his relatives at close range, but Yuan did not do this. He feels that he is no longer qualified to do so. After all, he has given up Lost Luo Jian's identity and became another person.
"What's the point of watching or not watching? It doesn't belong to me anymore." Yuan smiled mockingly, and when he turned around and was about to leave, his footsteps suddenly paused again. He raised his head and saw the man opposite him. On this street, Luo Feng was looking around with his large guitar bag on his back.
Although he knew that the chances were slim, Luo Feng also tried to find the feeling of being watched by others just now. He always had the illusion that the person watching him hadn't gone far away, it was just that there were people coming and going on the street, standing in the flow of people. Luo Feng couldn't help feeling dazed.
Is it still an illusion
Just when Luo Feng was thinking this way, a voice sounded from close at hand: "Are you looking for something?"
Luo Feng stayed for a while, then turned his head to look, only to find a very short child standing in front of him, but he couldn't see the child's face clearly, because the child was actually bigger than himself on a sunny day. red umbrella.
"Who are you… ?"
Luo Feng was stunned for a moment before he realized that this kid might be a player like him, otherwise how could he be able to see him while talking to him. It's just that the child looks too young.
However, the strange thing is that the child only said such a sentence, and walked away from Luo Feng with an umbrella on his own. Luo Feng looked at the child's back inexplicably, and he had no reason to chase after him. It looks like he wants to talk to himself.
Luo Feng didn't think much, and walked away slowly with his bag on his back.
It was only the next day that Luo Feng came to this neighborhood. He sat on a public bench and stared at the ordinary store on this street with anticipation. The uncle who opened the store might be in his forgotten memory. A certain person always makes Luo Feng feel unusually familiar.
However, Luo Feng was a little surprised when he saw the child who had spoken to him yesterday, still holding his super big umbrella, standing on a sidewalk nearby.
However, under the powerful hypnotic effect of the umbrella, Luo Feng quickly forgot about the red umbrella and the child. After Luo Jian from the past came to talk to him, he had completely forgotten that he had told a child Such a sentence has been passed.
Although Luo Feng had forgotten about it, Luo Jian was still keenly aware of something. Turning his head, he couldn't help but glance at the opposite street. Under the traffic light, a child was holding an umbrella bigger than himself, tilting his head, and staring straight at him. looking at himself.
Luo Jian felt her heart beating violently, and started to walk towards the child, but a truck passed by slowly on the road, blocking Luo Jian's sight, and when the truck passed by completely, the child was completely gone trace.
It felt like a scene in a dream, but it was an illusion.
Luo Jian thought in a daze, and had no choice but to turn around to talk to his uncle. The moment he turned around, he had already forgotten the figure of the child, so he didn't know that the child was actually still standing there behind him.
The other Luo Jian was still standing there.
"Very good, it's almost time to start." Luo Jian said to herself encouraging herself, "There is only success, there is no failure."
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"Ah, let me join the team?" The clown...that is, Hong, just got up from the bed in a daze, scratched his head like a chicken coop, and said in pain: "You really don't want to give up until you die. "
"This is something that was explained early in the morning. Where did I torment you?" Luo Jian sat on the bed with her legs crossed seriously, holding her chest to teach the clown a serious lesson.
"And he said he didn't torment me!" The clown replied feebly with a look of crying, "I have been cruelly tortured by you every day for these few years, and I can't put in much energy in my work. He's just an unknown little doctor!"
Luo Jian frowned slightly, lowered her head and said seriously: "We are the ones who make big things..."
"Stop! I've had enough of your tricks, don't say such old-fashioned things with such a cute child!" The clown scratched his head like a chicken coop, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, You are the boss!"
Luo Jian was finally a little satisfied, and smiled, and the gloomy feeling on his body disappeared when he smiled, and he really looked like a child. The clown stared at Luo Jian in relief, seeing this cute kid acting cute was his only pleasure in these hellish years.
But this brat was the main source of his hellish life, and he immediately threw a note to the clown. The clown picked up the note and saw that it was an invitation to join the team.
"It's good to keep the status quo after joining the team. I'm afraid you are best at playing an incompetent and disgusting character."
The clown felt that his mouth and nose were going to be crooked, "How can I get rid of this image? I really look like a clown..."
"You were originally a clown."
"That's just makeup!" The clown became mad with dissatisfaction, rolling around on his bed, "Strongly protest, I must pay compensation! My image was ruined by you alone!"
Luo Jian sighed speechlessly. For so many years, the 'two' has not been cured at all, so Luo Jian helplessly stretched out her claws and pressed them on the clown's face.
The clown suddenly became excited, grabbed Luo Jian's paw and began to rub it. After a while, he rubbed it again.
Hand fetish petty fetish.
I like hands very much, and they are small hands, but usually I can't tell that this person is so perverted... Uh, in fact, he is not very perverted, at least the clown is still a person who can restrain his desires. This guy not only likes the small hands of children, but also the small paws of cats and dogs, the ones with meat balls, the ones that can make him fall to the ground and can't get up.
Sure enough, it's still very perverted!
Luo Jian stretched out his hand to make the clown roll around in excitement. Finally, the clown was so excited that he couldn't help it. He didn't catch his breath and lay down on the bed, suffocated.
Luo Jian withdrew her hand and glanced at the clown who had started to foam at the mouth.
However, it is quite reliable when fighting.