"Now, can we talk about it?" Fu Wenqing came to Xu Wang, still clear-eyed, calm and self-controlled, if it wasn't for a big hole in his clothes, it would make people suspect that he escaped that "Deer Demon Massacre".
"Are you sure you want to talk?" Xu Wang's eyes passed over him and landed on a group of embarrassed colleagues exuding anger under the street lamp. He didn't think these enemies wanted to talk.
"Anger and impulsiveness can't solve the problem. If there is a win-win solution for one thing, why lose both?" Fu Wenqing didn't look back, obviously he had the final say on this matter.
Xu Wang pondered for a few seconds, then understood: "You guys have archived it."
Fu Wenqing said, "You are not the same."
It is worth talking about because we will meet again tomorrow.
However, owls can't keep archives, so Xu Wang really can't think of any room for negotiation: "Tomorrow, whether it is for you or us, there is only one option of 'handing in'."
"No," Fu Wenqing gave his second choice, "you can still quit."
He spoke too calmly, neither provocation nor demonstration, just like a normal chat, which made Xu Wang unable to get angry, but the frequency of the dialogue between the two sides seemed to be incompatible: "Why should we quit?"
"Of course I won't let you back down in vain," Fu Wenqing said again, "In exchange, I can give you a piece of information that is more important than the one-off submission."
"Oh?" This can be discussed, Xu Wang asked in more detail, "About what?"
Fu Wenqing pondered and did not answer.
Xu Wang frowned: "If you want to talk, you have to show some sincerity. You can keep the information content first, but at least let us know what this information can bring us, and whether it is worth taking three passes for it."
"What you said makes sense." Fu Wenqing nodded in approval and showed his trump card, "The way to leave the owl early, I mean, leave the owl completely and forever." Under the street lamp, his calm eyes were confident and determined. "Is it worth the three passes?"
Xu Wang fell silent for a long time, then turned around with mixed feelings.
The little friends in the back had the same expressionless expressions on their faces.
"It's worth it..." Xu Wang retracted his gaze and looked at Fu Wenqing again, very helpless, "But we also bought it."
Fu Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and his answer was completely unexpected, and his calm aura finally showed a slight fluctuation: "One million?"
Xu Wang regretted and said sincerely, "We should have met earlier."
Although it is the information that was bought by the order, it is still about 300,000 yuan, and it is not impossible to talk about 300,000 yuan after three passes!
An apparently promising negotiation collapsed in less than three minutes.
Fu Wenqing cleaned up his emotions so fast that Xu Wang felt that this person might be born with a lack of emotion.
"See you tomorrow." After leaving three simple words, the man led the team out of the streets.
"I thought I was going to kill us with money." Qian Ai watched the other person's back disappear on the street corner, muttering to himself, there was a sense of disappointment that his wish had failed.
Xu Wang knew that tomorrow would be another hard battle, but the most urgent task was to rest and heal his wounds.
…
This time, President Chi inquired about the "tourist location" from his younger brother in advance, and arranged the hotel early, two presidential suites, one with two bedrooms and one with three bedrooms.
No one likes to be a light bulb, and the two bedrooms naturally belong to Xu Wang and Wu Sheng.
"Our save point is in the house of the Charge Ghost, and we will put it away after we go in tomorrow," Wu Sheng sat on the sofa and let Xu Wang play with his injured arm, his mind kept going, "I have to think of a way. Lock the ownership of the two ghosts, or else they will be easily stolen if they fight later."
Xu Wang used tweezers to hold the cotton ball dipped in iodophor, and lowered his head to carefully disinfect the wound: "How to lock it? We don't have any stationery like 'Fire, Burglary, and Sneak Attack'."
"I have an idea..." Wu Sheng's eyes fell on the smooth back of the neck exposed by the bowed head of the person opposite, his throat suddenly tightened, and his thoughts paused for a moment.
Xu Wang didn't notice, he changed to a new iodophor cotton ball and continued cleaning: "What's your idea?"
"Cough," Wu Sheng cleared his throat and tried his best to hide the unnaturalness in his voice, "I'm not sure yet, I have to think about it again."
Xu Wang did not ask any further questions. Usually Wu Sheng said "I have an idea", then this matter is already inseparable. What he needs to "think again" is to make it a sure thing.
"The other party will also guarantee his two ghosts tomorrow," Wu Sheng said, "regardless of where their save points are."
Xu Wang threw the cotton ball away, brought over a clean gauze, and cut a piece that was folded into a strip about the length of the wound: "That's for sure, how to grab it is clear."
Wu Sheng watched him pour iodine on the folded gauze and soaked it: "So tomorrow's situation is likely to be the same as today. We each bring two ghosts and meet in that house."
Xu Wang gently covered the wound with a strip of gauze, first asked "Does it hurt?", and after he got a negative answer, he continued: "Finally, I can stop them before entering the house, deal with them first, and then deal with the women. ghost."
The dry new gauze was wrapped around his arm in circles, and Wu Sheng felt very full and peaceful in the throbbing pain: "Well, I think so too."
"Okay." Xu Wang knotted the end of the gauze cut loosely, and finally straightened up, quite satisfied with his craftsmanship.
Wu Sheng raised his arm, admired it for a while, and nodded: "It's an improvement over ten years ago."
Xu Wang was stunned for a while, then realized what he was referring to, and smiled angrily: "Are you complimenting me?"
"Of course," Wu Sheng recalled solemnly, gesturing while recalling, "I fell down at that time, if I remember correctly, I only broke my elbow, right, and then you wrapped my arm like a broken arm. now…”
"That's what you asked me to do!" Xu Wang stopped him from turning black and white again, "I said go to the infirmary, you will die."
Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "How do you go? You said that we were walking on the playground, and you threw me on my back on a whim and let me carry it, and then I didn't hold it and fell down?"
Xu Wang's black line: "Can't you say that you didn't walk well and fell?"
"That won't work," Wu Sheng said with awe, "the squad leader can't lie."
Xu Wang gritted his teeth. He was stupid at the time and couldn't figure it out, but now he thinks about it: "You are deliberately tossing me and taking revenge."
Wu Sheng dropped the gauze-wrapped arm on the back of the sofa, and suddenly leaned over to Xu Wang.
Xu Wang was startled: "What, what?"
"Did you like me at that time?" The sudden tide of memory rushed into Wu Junshi's mind, the reef called "love comprehension".
Xu Wang reached out his hand to the head that kept approaching, and pushed outward mercilessly: "You think too much."
Wu Sheng tilted his head, avoiding the not-so-sincerely resisting palm, pressed it, trapped Xu Wang between the back of the sofa and his arm, and firmly kissed.
Xu Wang did not hide and accepted the kiss calmly.
After the kiss ended, Wu Sheng didn't leave, but kissed his eyes, nose, chin again...
The dense kiss went all the way to Xu Wang's chest, and through the thin single coat, Wu Sheng nibbled and sucked, enjoying himself.
Xu Wang made him itch and shudder, he couldn't bear it anymore, he said with a smile, "You're a dog..."
"Fortunately..." Wu Sheng stopped, put his head on Xu Wang's chest, and said vaguely.
Xu Wang didn't quite hear it clearly, and vaguely sounded like "Fortunately... ten years late...", but he felt that it was really unreasonable, wasted ten years, fortunately, what is good, if you don't regret the green intestines, you can think about it.
Wu Sheng didn't speak any more, and he was at ease to surround the people who belonged to him, listening to each other's heartbeats, gradually the same frequency.
If ten years ago, he and Xu Wang had exchanged their minds, would they really be able to come together now? Two children who haven't grown up, even the future is dazed and ignorant. When they bumped and stumbled all the way, and finally grew into adults, can their hearts and feelings still be the same as before
Fortunately, it was ten years late.
Fortunately, when he was able to keep a relationship, he found the person he wanted to love most.
Fortunately, that guy still loves him.
These "fortunate things" may have already overdrawn his life's blessings in advance, but they are worth it.
…
In another presidential suite, Qian Ai has fallen asleep, returning to the most splendid Tang Dynasty, Chang'an, and eating the most Manchu and Han banquets in the Qing Dynasty.
Next door to Qian's dreamland, Chi Yingxue was lying on the bed obediently, taking off her shirt, revealing her full back.
Kuang Jinxin was applying scalding ointment to him, so he screamed itching lightly, and he cried out for pain when he was heavier.
But Kuang Jinxin is not angry about this, he is angry that he is so hurt that he doesn't let the captain use stationery!
The light in the owl was dark, and Chi Yingxue's reaction was also indifferent. He really thought that the injury was not too serious, but when he came back and took off his clothes, his entire back was red.
Most of the scalding ointment has been applied, and his anger has not subsided, so he can't criticize it severely. After all, this person is trying to save himself, so he can only mumble.
Chi Yingxue didn't want to talk about it at first, but until now, she was really tired of listening to it. She searched her stomach and finally came up with a reason to deal with it: "Treatment magic tools are rare and cannot be wasted casually."
Kuang Jinxin was accustomed to the chattering mode of talking to himself. He didn't expect the other party to suddenly pick up the conversation. After a few seconds of reaction, he glared at the back of his head: "Yes, saving is a virtue."
Taunting is not Kuang Jinxin's strong suit, but occasionally laughing at it is more effective.
Chi Yingxue looked back at him, dragging her back to move.
Kuang Jinxin frowned: "Don't move."
Chi Yingxue didn't move, but still looked at him.
Kuang Jinxin stopped what he was doing, and looked at him, not dodging or dodging.
[How do you want others to treat you so that you are comfortable?]
[Be honest, what are you talking about...]
Chi Yingxue twitched the corners of his mouth and said angrily, "I want you to remember my favor, it's better if you feel distressed."
"Lie down." Kuang Jinxin pressed the disobedient head back and continued to apply the medicine, "Even if you recover immediately after your injury, I will remember that you saved me, even if you did not save my injury, I will It will also hurt."
Chi Yingxue felt a little bit of coolness on her back, making Chi Yingxue relax unconsciously, her eyelids heavy with sleepiness: "Why..."
Kuang Jinxin could hear that he was sleepy and lowered his voice unconsciously: "We are friends."
Chi Yingxue lay on the pillow, as if she was asleep, and did not move again.
Kuang Jinxin moved lightly, wiped the last bit of scalding cream, and then quietly turned around, wanting to get out of bed.
Without warning, Chi Yingxue stretched out an arm and pulled him back.
Kuang Jinxin was unprepared, lost his balance and fell into the bed. When he reacted, Chi Yingxue had already pressed him on top of him, his head squeezed into his neck involuntarily, rubbing hard, a little impatient.
Kuang Jinxin breathed for a while and wanted to lift the person away, but he was afraid that he would hit the back of the person who had just received the medicine, so he could only push his shoulders. But Chi Yingxue stubbornly pressed down all the weight, leaving no room for her.
Kuang Jinxin's wound that was bitten by the female ghost made him rub so hard, and it hurt slightly. But in addition to pain, there are some subtle, strange feelings.
After a stalemate like this for a while, Chi Yingxue seemed to be finally satisfied and calmed down.
"I don't want to be friends."
Kuang Jinxin heard someone say in his ear, it's not coquettish, it's an announcement.
Chi Yingxue propped up her upper body slightly, the lights were so bright in the room, the panic in Kuang Jin Xin's eyes was clear at a glance.
Chi Yingxue liked it more and more, and pressed it down again.
Kuang Jinxin tilted his head.
Chi Yingxue's lips fell on his face, not a kiss, but a bite, with a little strength that would hurt but not break, and took a serious bite.
Kuang Jinxin blinked blankly, forgetting the pain.
Chi Yingxue lay down relaxed and rubbed against his neck again, with a slightly light tone revealing his cheerful mood: "It's the same as what I thought."
Kuang Jinxin asked stupidly, "What?"
"You smell orange." The man buried in the neck murmured triumphantly.
Chi Yingxue fell asleep.
Kuang Jinxin listened to the breathing in his ears becoming more and more steady, and his heart beat violently.
He had never met such a person who could easily make him happy, make him sad, make him want to approach, and be afraid to approach.
These joys and sorrows are not controlled by oneself, but in the hands of the other party.
But the person who is holding it is still like a gust of wind.
Kuang Jinxin can imagine the future of the captain and the counselor. The captain will find another job, and the counselor may reopen the company, and then live and grow old together. He can also imagine Qian Ai's future, maybe continue to be an anchor, maybe change to another job, and then meet a suitable person and live a steady life.
But he couldn't imagine Chi Yingxue.
Of course, Chi Yingxue doesn't need outsiders to help plan the future. He has the willful and willful capital, and it is enough to live the moment as he is in a good mood.
The wind can't be caught, and Kuang Jinxin didn't want to.
What he was afraid of was that he couldn't even keep up with him.
Quietly slipped out of bed, Kuang Jinxin took the quilt to cover Chi Yingxue's back, and raised the air conditioner a few degrees.
It was already early morning outside the window, and the sunlight slipped in through the gaps in the curtains.
Kuang Jinxin turned off all the lights. Before leaving, he hesitated again and again, but secretly kissed Chi Yingxue's hair.
Good morning.