Sweet Finale to a Lifetime of Quick Transmigrations

Chapter 20

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The address given by the waiter was a secluded villa area, and it was already noon when Su Nuo took a taxi there.

Among the overlapping green fields, white buildings are hidden in it. The community is surrounded by lakes, and there are several white swans wandering on the lake. In addition, various animals can be seen along the road. The common poultry are chickens, ducks and geese. , Peacock alpacas and wild squirrels are rare. They walk slowly on the grass with a peaceful posture. Against the quiet forest scenery behind them, they seem to have come to a huge wild animal park.

It was a bit difficult to find the house. Su Nuo went around a long way before stopping in front of a villa. After confirming that the address was correct, she rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?" A sleepy voice came from inside.

Apparently they live together.

Su Nuo replied to the electronic Maoyan: "I am Su Nuo."

"Oh, little cotton, come in directly, the door is unlocked."

She opened the door and entered.

Every detached villa has a small yard, her elder brother's yard is obviously untended, the vines are running wild, the vegetation is scattered on the ground, the fountain in the middle has long since dried up, and there is a big white bird that came in from the outside. Goose walks leisurely.

Su Nuo walked into the main house.

After changing the shoes, I saw that the curtains in the living room were tightly closed, shoes, clothes, and wine bottles were everywhere, and the house was in a mess, with no clean place to step down.

Mian Mian frantically picked up her clothes, and smiled awkwardly at her: "Little Mian Mian is sitting, the captain is still sleeping, I'll go up and call him for you." He patted the sofa, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, and was about to go upstairs again. call someone.

Su Nuo hurriedly stopped her: "It's okay, let them sleep." Looking around, the mess in front of her was unbearable. Su Nuo opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, and picked up a rag to wipe it up.

Seeing this, Mianmian panicked: "Xiao Mianmian just sits down, I'll clean up casually, and I'll clean up when Auntie comes in the afternoon."

Without stopping, she asked, "You live here together?"

Mian Mian nodded and said, "Well, we usually live here, it's quiet, convenient for creation, and won't disturb others when we play drums."

After wiping the table, Su Nuo started to sweep the floor again, not daring to be idle, and began to tidy up, the living room was quickly cleaned by the two of them.

Finally, after mopping the floor, looking at the clear living room, Su Nuo let out a long and comfortable breath: "Have you eaten yet?"

Mianmian shook her head: "Little Mianmian is hungry? What do you want to eat, I'll order takeaway for you."

Su Nuo said, "It's not good to eat takeout after a night of hangover. What's in the kitchen? I'll make some."

He scratched his head in embarrassment: "It seems that there are dishes bought by auntie, and we don't know." The elders are not cooking materials, and they bought some drinks at first, but later they didn't buy any wine to protect their throats.

She went straight to the kitchen. The upper shelf of the refrigerator was filled with water and some beer. She only found some noodles, vegetables, and a little chicken. Su Nuo tied up her apron and took out all the ingredients, "I can only eat silk noodles. You If you want to eat something else, you can go buy some now, and I will make it for you at noon."

Mian Mian was originally embarrassed to trouble others, but he was really hungry, and he was really tired of takeaway, so he took his wallet and went to the supermarket in the community to buy vegetables.

It doesn't take much effort to make the noodles. She skillfully shreds the chicken, cut the cucumber into strips, mixes the seasonings with the side dishes, then boils the water, puts the cold water under it, and finally puts the noodles in a bowl and spreads the prepared ingredients evenly Top with minced garlic, and a bowl of fragrant chicken shredded cold noodles is ready.

Su Nuo looked at the time, it was 8:30, Mian Mian should be back soon.

She washed her hands, turned and went upstairs, knocking on the doors one by one.

Liao Zheng and Aken who came out were both shirtless. They thought that they were coming to call people, and they were about to have a fit. When they took a closer look, the little girl in front of them was delicate and soft, and she was not the captain's baby sister.

Most of the anger in their hearts subsided: "Little cotton is here." They turned and went to get dressed.

Su Nuo didn't look sideways: "I made noodles, you go down and eat quickly, it won't be good if it sticks."

"I'm sorry to trouble you to come all the way to cook for us." Liao Zheng smiled shyly, "We'll go down right away."

"Which one is my brother's room?"

Liao Zheng pointed to the top floor.

She turned around and went up, there was no door, the entire third floor was Yuan Ze's room, so spacious and empty, the big gray bed was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and various musical instruments were scattered randomly.

At a glance, Su Nuo saw Yuan Ze lying in a large font on the bed, wearing only a pair of big pants, with bronze skin, and sexy and strong muscle texture. Turning his eyes, Su Nuo saw that the last two toes on his left were missing.

[He was betrayed by a big kid, and those people cut off two of his fingers angrily. ]

Lin Zhi couldn't stop circling these words in his mind.

Su Nuo walked lightly, picked up the things on the ground and put them on the table at night. Looking over the corner of the table from the corner of the eye, I saw a notebook on it, which seemed to be used by Yuan Ze to write lyrics, with dense notes on it.

Su Nuo couldn't help but glanced at Yuan Ze on the bed. The book said that Yuan Ze was a rare musical genius. When he was young, he opened an underground bar with like-minded partners, and formed an underground band here. Accept pk competitions from musicians from all over the world. The competition will be broadcast live and bet globally on the dark web, and the final winner will receive a huge bet.

Some people are not ashamed of Yuan Ze's behavior. More than one musician stood up and condemned Yuan Ze. They believed that music is sacred, not a tool to make money, and they still used this heretical method; some people regretted that Yuan Ze was so rare. A prodigy, well-trained will definitely become famous in the world, but he doesn't learn well and plays the tricks that are not seen well.

So when he lost his throat and went to prison, he clapped his hands and applauded.

She pulled out the chair and sat down, stroking the paper with the scent of ink with her fingers, Yuan Ze's handwriting was wild and unrestrained, just like his people.

Until the last page was turned, the font became immature and clear, and each stroke was carefully and slowly outlined.

[From your departure until today, only your photo is left in my hands.

That day you disappeared between the railway tracks, and I never saw the sky in the jungle.

Fate flows through my fingertips, I choose to pursue and continue to be crazy.

Can't meet, I'm left alone. ]

...

This piece of music is simple, but the style has changed from the original, as if writing a lyric poem, it is as sincere and moving. Judging from this immature composition, this song should have been written before Harasawa became popular.

While flipping through it, an old photo fell out, and she was stunned.

The pan-old old photos are well preserved. The older boy is holding the white and tender little girl, smiling brightly in the sun.

She recognized that the picture was of herself as a child.

Su Nuo watched intently, but didn't notice that Yuan Ze beside him had woken up.

The photo was taken away, the notebook was closed with a snap, and Su Nuo, who was caught, trembled in shock and raised her head: "I'm sorry, I peeked at your things."

Only then did Yuan Ze see clearly that the person in front of the desk was his sister.

He frowned, stretched out his hand to rub the painful brows: "When did you come here?"

"Not long after I came here, I made breakfast and wanted you to eat it."

"Yeah." Yuan Ze took out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on, and then took out a small box and handed it to Su Nuo, "Here."

She opened it and saw that there were several bank cards and several house keys inside.

"This is the money I have saved for you over the years, as well as the urban area and an apartment. I called you here today to give you this."

Su Nuo's expression froze, and she quickly pushed the thing over, "No, I don't need these."

Yuan Ze paused, seemingly dissatisfied, with a slow and low voice: "From the time I came out to now, the money I earn will be divided into three shares, one for my parents, one for me to keep, and the rest for you .Little Cotton..." He rubbed Su Nuo's head hard, "I have never given up looking for you these years. I firmly believe that one day I will meet you. At that time, I thought, whether she was born in a poor village or a rich As long as we meet again, I will let her live like a princess in the future, at least she will not have money troubles."

So he worked hard to make money. For several years, he has been creating day and night, even if his voice is hoarse, he will not stop. He has to work hard, for him, and for his little cotton.

"Take it, don't let the elder brother's desire for several years be in vain." Yuan Ze squeezed Su Nuo's face, and went straight downstairs.

Su Nuo clutched the small box tightly, her nose felt sore for no reason. She understood what Yuan Ze meant. In fact, he was afraid that something bad happened to him, and the money he had saved could save her life.

After carefully putting the box away, Su Nuo went downstairs.

The others in the restaurant had already devoured their food, leaving only an empty plate for Yuan Ze.

Mian Mian gave her a thumbs up while stuffing the noodles in his mouth, his mouth was vague: "Good craftsmanship! Super delicious! Sister Mian Mian is a chef!"

Yuan Ze looked at the empty plate in the past: "Where's mine?"

Akon: "You eat fart."

"You eat shit." Yuan Ze snapped back, taking a bowl of noodles from his hand by the way.

"Fuck, captain, are you disgusting? Do you understand this is called indirect kissing?"

Su Nuo was very helpless, "There is still lunch, I can make it for you."

No one complained.

Yuan Ze sucked on the noodles and asked, "Did you go back by yourself yesterday?"

Mianmian hiccupped: "Captain, did you forget? You asked Zhao Yingdi to come and accompany Xiao Mian, and finally Xiao Mian left with him."

Yuan Ze stopped chewing and was stunned.

Liao Zheng sneered and said, "No way, brother Ze, you're broken again? Who did you inherit your bad drinking capacity from?"

"..." So when Zhao Yunqing called yesterday, her elder brother was already drunk

Su Nuo was sure that this was his own brother.

Yuan Ze finally searched for tiny memories in his mind, and asked Su Nuo, "What did Lao Zhao do to you?"

Su Nuo shook her head, and lied without changing her expression: "He sent me to the hotel, and then went back." As she spoke, she brushed her hair to the collarbone.

Mian Mian couldn't help but said: "You brought Little Mianmian to look for ducks, the actor is much taller than the duck, no matter what happens, it won't hurt." If he sleeps with the actor, he can boast for a year, no, ten years.

Yuan Ze kicked him: "You don't know what a doll with no hair!" He cursed, "I spent money to find ducks, can it be the same?"

"..."

He glanced at Su Nuo and said, "It's good that it's okay. I was too drunk yesterday and didn't think carefully. Fortunately, it was Zhao Yunqing who was called here. That guy is naturally cold, and I'm the ancestor who saved his life. I won't be here in the future." Just look for him, that kid doesn't dare to mess around with you."

Su Nuo groaned, and looked away with a guilty conscience.

Thinking of the lingering panting and the man's sexy swaying body last night, Su Nuo couldn't help but rubbed the faintly hot earlobes.

Sexual frigidity

not necessarily.