Zheng Yi looked at Xiao Li with an expression mixed with sadness and pain.
Xiao Li was stared at, and he hesitated again to ask, "...What's wrong?"
Zheng Yi raised his hand and scratched his hair and looked away: "Then have you thought about what we will call you in the future?"
... how come it's becoming more and more like some kind of bad situation? What can you call it
Xiao Li: "You can call it whatever you want."
Zheng Yi: "Oh... Then I'll call you Sherlock, I'm used to that."
He was still a little bit mentally disturbed by the name "Moriarty". That feeling was like hating someone for so long, only to find out that he was the person he admired the most.
Xiao Li nodded casually.
Tan Li had already left Xiao Li's pocket. She hung on the window sill where the hydrangeas were placed, squatted inside, and stepped deeply into the flowers with her doll's face, admiring it to the fullest.
Xiao Li was sitting on the sofa in the middle, and Zheng Yi was sitting on the left. When he looked at Xiao Li, his eyes could not help but glance at the ancient painting hanging on the wall of the living room.
Compared with the appearance in the future paradise, this ancient painting has changed again.
Xiu Ji was sitting under the big tree, and the members of the tribunal who had come to Xiao Li's house before then appeared again, lying on their heads.
And the stickman added by Xiao Li was shaking his scribbled head with interest, chasing a hand in front of him in the painting.
The hand that was taken out of the ghost painting was pointing down with five fingers, erecting itself, using its fingers as legs, and trying to escape.
Zheng Yi, who felt that he had witnessed a certain absurd sketch: "..."
He cleared his throat: "She brought back the ghost hand too?"
Xiao Li followed Zheng Yi's gaze: "Yes."
Zheng Yi complained feebly, "Don't bring everything back with you."
Xiao Li: "She likes it, just let her be."
He doesn't care about the ghosts who follow him, they do whatever they like, and make this place their home.
The little black cat jumped on the sofa briskly, raised his back foot and scratched the back of his ear, and then bent his little feet, forming a lump and stopped moving.
Zhou Yingjian in the mobile phone had no phone, and opened the world of pesticides again to start the next round; the Eternal Soul umbrella, which was automatically retracted at the end of the world, was placed on the table at the entrance like an ordinary umbrella; Xiao Huangben Then the whole book is spread out on the coffee table.
This house is not big, and it is even worse than the luxurious Xiao family villa, but it is full of a kind of warmth that can be called strange.
— also gave Zheng Yi a strange sense of security.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed the little black cat's head. He was about to say something to catch up with Xiao Li when he suddenly raised his head: "I almost forgot!"
Xiao Li is already half-spread on the sofa like a salted fish:
Zheng Yi took out a beautiful invitation from his pocket: "My birthday, next Sunday, come?"
The question of Xiao Li's identity can actually be done on the phone. Zheng Yi would come in such a hurry, in addition to being so excited that he wanted to confront him in person, he also sent a birthday invitation to Xiao Li by the way.
Zheng Yi didn't want to make a big deal, but his mother forced it, and finally he had to agree to invite only a few of Zheng Yi's best classmates.
Xiao Li didn't answer at first: "I don't like this kind of occasion."
"I know, I just want to try it," Zheng Yi smiled and rubbed over, "Don't you really think about it? I promised to invite you to drink top coffee in the future paradise."
Xiao Li is the person he most wants to spend his birthday with at the moment.
Xiao Li glanced at him, and reluctantly opened the birthday invitation: "… OK."
It's like going out for a walk.
Apart from the world of reincarnation and the school, he has not been out for a long time.
Zheng Yi was immediately overjoyed when he saw this: "See you next Sunday."
Xiao Li put the birthday invitation letter on the table casually, turned it back, and continued to lie down.
The little black cat was almost crushed by him, and pushed out with a purring voice, placing the cat's head on Xiao Li's hand.
Time is fleeting, and after a few days of school, it soon arrives "next Sunday" in Zheng Yi's mouth.
Zheng Yi's birthday party was in a famous villa area, surrounded by mountains and beautiful scenery. Every family was a single-family villa with its own swimming pool.
Xiao Li didn't dress up much, just slipped a shirt from the closet and wandered over.
When he passed, Zheng Yi had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Different from Xiao Li, Zheng Yi can be said to be dressed up, wearing a white suit with a flower on his chest, waiting for Xiao Li proudly in the spring breeze.
His mother stood behind him in a fitted dress and waited with him for the distinguished guest Zheng Yi said.
The masters of the Zheng family were all at the door, and other guests were embarrassed to stay in the villa, so some took the opportunity to say hello and stayed at the door, wanting to see what character could make Zheng Yi so enthusiastic.
When Xiao Li's figure just appeared in sight, Zheng Yi ran up one after another: "You are here."
"I... I'm late?" Xiao Li glanced at his watch.
It's not too late, it's ten minutes early.
"No, no," Zheng Yi patted his shoulder affectionately, "It's very early, I haven't seen you in a day like three autumns."
Xiao Li: "..."
Mrs. Zheng walked over from behind Zheng Yi, and she patted her son's head: "Ayi has been telling me about you, how much you take care of him, how much he likes you, and it counts as seeing you today. Yes, it really is a talent."
Xiao Li pursed his lips.
He didn't speak, but Zheng Yi noticed that he looked at his mother more than once.
Mrs. Zheng: "Since you are here, then I will not disturb your young people's gathering. I will go first."
Before leaving, she fondled her son's hair.
Xiao Li paused, lowered his head in a cover-up, then said "um" and said goodbye to Madam Zheng.
Mrs. Zheng got into the black car at the entrance of the villa and left the villa.
Zheng Yi immediately became lively. He took Xiao Li's arm and walked into the villa: "Come here, the coffee for you is ready. It's purely manual grinding. I specially invited someone from abroad to do it."
His shirt was not buttoned to the top, and it was opened to the outside, revealing the collarbone of the young man.
After a while, Zheng Yi's childhood friend came over: "Zheng Yi, this is it? Don't you want to introduce it?"
Zheng Yi observed Xiao Li's face and found that the other party didn't have any impatient reaction before he said: "This is my current classmate, Xiao Li, my best friend. Xiao Li, this is my former kindergarten classmate. , called Mu Si."
Mu Si was waiting to say a few more words to Xiao Li, and Zheng Yi had already dragged Xiao Li to the front of the bar in the hall.
Then Zheng Yi brought a cup of coffee and put it in front of Xiao Li.
Needless to say, the fragrant coffee smell fills the air.
Xiao Li picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was indeed different from the simple instant coffee outside. The taste was much more mellow, but Xiao Li usually didn't like coffee very much, and he didn't like this kind of drink very much.
But looking at Zheng Yi's expectant gaze, he still praised: "Not bad."
Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Instead of drinking coffee like Xiao Li, he sneaked around behind the bar and took out a case of foreign wine from the cabinet.
Zheng Yi moved the box of foreign wine under the projector in the large living room, took three or five bottles from it and put them on the ground: "Xiao Li, are you coming?"
There are no reincarnators among his friends, and it is too strange to be called "Sherlock", so Zheng Yi uses his real name.
Zheng Yi originally thought that Xiao Li would not join this kind of game. He expected that with the usual style of the other party, he would be sitting next to him and smiling at the clouds, but he didn't think that Xiao Li really agreed. Long legs sat nearby.
"Come on, how can you call it a birthday if you don't drink?" Mu Si also gathered around.
"Just drinking is boring. You didn't invite a few female classmates."
"Let's play a game? Drink the loser?"
Zheng Yi didn't invite many people, mostly teenagers of the same age, and when he saw it, he started to boo.
"What game? Truth or Dare?"
"Will it be a bit vulgar? Would you like to play something exciting?"
"Forget it," Zheng Yi, as the protagonist, made a final decision. "If you don't play exciting games, that's it. Don't be too cunning. Tell you, you don't need to take big risks. If you lose, you drink. Don't waste it."
"Turn the bottle, and the person pointed at by the mouth of the bottle can ask the person with the bottom of the bottle a question. If you don't want to answer, you have to drink."
The crowd formed a circle, and there were twos and threes of wine bottles in the middle. Zheng Yi took a bottle of wine, placed it horizontally, and then twisted it hard in the middle of the bottle. Fat man, the bottom of the bottle is facing Mu Si.
"Fuck," the little fat man slapped his thigh, he is Zheng Yi's cousin, with a bad stomach, his eyes rolled, "You have a good start, I will give you some face, and ask you to be more reserved."
Mu Si gave a "ha", "A dog can't spit out ivory, what good questions can you ask?"
The little fat man went straight to the point: "Did you give your first kiss to your ex-girlfriend or your current girlfriend?"
Mu Si looked around, he didn't bring his girlfriend: "...Ex-girlfriend, don't tell Qianqian, she will kill me."
The little fat man sneered, and turned the bottle again. Next time, the mouth of the bottle stopped on the body of another young man, and the bottom of the bottle was facing Zheng Yi.
"Big birthday star, let me ask you, what is the one thing that has caused your mood swings the most recently?" said the young man.
Zheng Yi glanced at Xiao Li, and quickly finished in one breath: "The person I admire and the person I have been hacking are actually the same person, and he is another vest in the mouth of the person I have been spraying."
The young man was stunned by this complicated relationship: "...Hey, are you playing like this?"
He arbitrarily used his dirty thoughts to add to Zheng Yi's words, thinking of some strange role-playing.
"Hurry up, the next person." Zheng Yi waved angrily.
The young man shrugged and turned the bottle again. This time, the bottom of the bottle was facing Xiao Li, but the top of the bottle was facing Mu Si.
Mu Si geared up: "New friend, I haven't seen you before, so let's ask the simplest, do you have a partner?"
Zheng Yi: "What are you doing, do you want to ask who the person is in your next sentence? Are you so lenient?"
Mu Si said inexplicably: "What are you doing, cover up, are you his object?"
Zheng Yi: "..."
Dare not, dare not.
For Xiao Li, this question is actually very easy to answer, obviously not.
But he didn't know why, but he remembered how the man in Future Paradise stood in front of him.
Xiao Li tilted his head, picked a bottle from the pile of wine bottles, opened the cap directly, and poured it into his mouth.
Zheng Yi's family is rich, and this bottle of wine is also a good wine. It's not a strong drink, but it still has a few degrees. The wine is relatively strong for people who don't like drinking.
Xiao Li didn't drink very often, so he took a lot of effort to swallow it. He controlled himself not to cough on the spot. He looked at the bottle in his hand and took another sip.
"Looks like there's an article..." Mu Si said, "Next time I'll ask you who your target is."
"Continue," Zheng Yichong rolled his eyes at him, "Look at your gossip."
"..."
They played for a few more rounds, but this time they didn't switch to Xiao Li. He sat on the side and looked at them with his chin propped up. At that time, the alcohol kicked back, and he took two more gulps.
That wave of people was having a good time, and everyone drank at least half a bottle on average.
Until Zheng Yi pushed his shoulder: "Xiao Li? Are you alright? Are you drunk?"
"It should be." Xiao Li measured the temperature of his cheek with the back of his hand. The wine was fast, and his consciousness was half sober and half blurred, "I have to go back."
Zheng Yi felt that he was also a little drunk, so he propped up Xiao Li: "I asked the driver to take you back? Or don't go back at all, sleep in my house, there are many rooms in my house."
Xiao Li shook his head, he was a little unsteady, and he felt that the world was spinning: "I don't like sleeping outside."
"...I don't need you to send it, I can go back by myself." He continued.
"Look at you like this, why do you go back by yourself? I'm afraid that people will be thrown on the ground than you when you call for a car."
Xiao Li thought about it with his own chaotic consciousness, just give him a car, he can let Tan Li drive him... It's not that she has never driven.
or…
Or who else? No one will come to pick him up.
Others might have parents, but he didn't.
A few traces of tiredness appeared on Xiao Li's face, wiping away the emotion in his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped down: "Just let me stay for a while..."
"—Leave it to me, and I'll take him home."
Before the boy's words were finished, a hug took him from Zheng Yi's hand and took him in his arms. The voice of the young man rang in his ears.