Wei Fuyuan looked really embarrassed now, even if he wanted to go back to "Three Ways", he couldn't walk out of the hotel in a tattered and dirty pajamas.
What's more, his room was smashed into a mess, and when he came in for the cleaning of the guest room tomorrow, he was so frightened that he had to call the police directly.
So they decided to let Jiang Nan'an go downstairs to deal with the two comatose receptionists first, and then call a car to wait.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan, on the other hand, went back to their room to roughly pack up, and changed their clothes before going out.
On the way back to the 16th floor by the elevator, Wei Fuyuan kept holding Beiquan's hand, as if he was afraid that Beiquan would run away, and was reluctant to let go.
Beiquan made two secret efforts, each time Wei Fuyuan grabbed him even tighter as soon as he moved.
No way, Beiquan had no choice but to let him go.
On the other hand, Jiang Nan'an, who was on the sidelines, noticed this detail, with a sour expression on his face that he was forced into a mouthful of dog food. He opened and closed his mouth twice, wanting to say something, and finally made a choice under Wei Fuyuan's piercing gaze. He swallowed the spit, and poked the door-close button a few times, as if this would make the elevator go faster and he could suffer less torture.
When the sixteenth floor arrived, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan got out of the elevator first.
Room 1612 was messed up by Wei Fuyuan, the glass of the coffee table was broken, the chair also had a broken leg, and other small objects were flying everywhere.
Beiquan asked Wei Fuyuan to go to the bathroom to change his clothes, while he prepared to clean up the pieces of the place.
It was just obvious that Beiquan no longer had any credibility with Wei Fuyuan.
He was afraid that the sweetheart he had finally met again would run away with the wrong eye, and insisted that Beiquan stay where his eyes could see—in fact, of course he knew that if Beiquan really wanted to run away, it would be useless to do anything.
Wei Fuyuan's attitude was firm, and Beiquan could only nod his head helplessly.
The two spent about 20 minutes tidying up the room to the point where they could see people, and put a note on the mirror in the bathroom that said "damages should be deducted directly from the deposit" before going downstairs.
However, Jiang Nan'an, who had been downstairs for a long time, was still standing on the street at 4:00 in the morning, holding his mobile phone in his hand, his expression was extremely sullen, and he looked rather desolate.
Beiquan: "..."
He scanned his new partner with scrutiny eyes: "Where's the car?"
Jiang Nan'an waved his phone dejectedly: "I can't call it."
Wei Fuyuan: "??"
This is a bustling road in the city center. Even if it is four in the morning, it is impossible to call a car.
He took out his mobile phone in disbelief and clicked on the taxi app. Ten seconds later, the system reported that the driver had taken the order, and the car was expected to arrive in three minutes.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
He looked at Jiang Nan'an like an idiot.
Jiang Nan'an only felt suffering.
- He is wronged, really wronged!
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan haven't been with Jiang Nan'an for a long time, so naturally they don't know his details.
In fact, in addition to being a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple, he is good at extra boxing and kung fu, especially good at sticks, and he also has a very fatal attribute, which is lucky E.
In other words, Jiang Nan'an was very unlucky.
Walking on the street and stepping on dog shit, buying a drink and never getting another bottle, riding a small yellow car halfway will inevitably blow out, the only class I escaped in my entire college career happened to meet the teacher who was the only one in the whole semester Once a roll call or something, it's all the pediatrics.
Thinking back then, Jiang Nan'an was still a youthful senior who was full of hope in love, but he finally achieved a positive result with the class flower who had been chasing after three years. The two rented a small apartment off-campus and started a sweet cohabitation life.
As a result, after living together for less than a month, Ban Hua had a showdown with him and said that I had lost my love and let's break up.
Jiang Nan'an was shocked and grabbed Sister Banhua's hand in disbelief, crying and asking why, am I not good enough? Or where is it better than so-and-so
However, Ban Hua was determined to break up.
She said to classmate Jiang, who was crying with snot and tears: "You are very good, really. It's just that I can't stand the water pipe or the toilet block after living together with you. The newly installed bed collapsed as soon as I sat on it. If you go out to take out a garbage, you can run into an elevator failure.”
Sister Banhua was so resolute that Jiang Nanan decided to give up the postgraduate entrance examination because of her severe emotional injury and returned to the Shaolin Temple to become a monk.
However, his master said that his heart was unresolved and the world was unstoppable. He did not agree to help him shave, but instead instructed him to go down the mountain and become an assistant to Beiquan in Fengxing City...
…
Thinking of this, Jiang Nan'an was speechless and looked up at the sky, the past was unbearable.
He should have come to "Santuchuan" to report three months ago.
But the day before he went out, he went out to buy breakfast, stepped on a banana peel while crossing the road, slipped his foot, and fell into the flower bed. Finally, a passing battery car could not brake enough and ran over on his left hand—even if Even the bodyguard with Astral Qi couldn't withstand this series of heavy blows, "Chu Ka", his left wrist bone was cracked.
Therefore, bad luck is really beyond Jiang Nan'an's control.
For example, he stood on the side of the road for 20 minutes just now, finally called a car, and the driver canceled the order for some reason.
Jiang Nan'an looked at Beiquan, and then at Wei Fuyuan, who clasped his fingers with Beiquan, who couldn't be more intimate, and felt extremely sad and angry in his heart.
—It must be because his name has not been changed!
"The spring breeze is green and the south bank of the river", isn't this doomed to wear a cuckold when he was born!
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Tuesday, August 3rd, 4:30am.
The taxi stopped at the intersection, and after Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan'an got off the bus, they walked along the narrow alley.
Wei Fuyuan found that the entrance of the alley that he could never find before clearly appeared, and the laundromats and Shaxian snacks on both sides of the alley were exactly as he remembered.
"You set up a blindfold here, right?"
Wei Fuyuan squeezed Beiquan's hand and asked in a low voice.
Beiquan nodded helplessly.
On the way, Wei Fuyuan really refused to let him go for even a minute. After saving for so long, the palms of the two were already full of sweat, and they couldn't tell who it was.
"Humph!"
Wei Fuyuan snorted lowly, his eyelashes drooping, like a large dog that was wronged by its owner.
"It's fine if you drive me away, and you even put a blindfold on me so that I can't find the 'Santuchuan', and put me on the blacklist again..."
He pursed his lips:
"Really, I almost died..."
This sentence completely hit Beiquan's heart.
Indeed, as long as Beiquan thought of the thrilling scene when Wei Fuyuan was possessed by Xu Lei and almost fell from the thirty-second floor, his heart throbbed and he didn't dare to think about it.
When he released Wei Fuyuan's number from the blacklist of his mobile phone and received a series of text messages from the other party, he was even more frightened.
If he could have seen Wei Fuyuan's message earlier [I found Miuya's friend, the girl who predicted her death], and then took precautions and made some arrangements in advance, maybe his little Wei baby There will be no danger...
Thinking of this, Bei Quanhui held Wei Fuyuan's hand, and his fingertips were embedded in the cracks of his fingers, making them inseparable.
-do not care.
Beiquan sighed silently.
No matter how he would deal with Zhu Ling's criticism later, and what Wei Fuyuan would think when he knew the "truth", at least at this moment, Beiquan knew clearly that he couldn't let go of this big fool around him.
Although it was early in the morning, the "Santuchuan" broadcasting company was still lit.
As soon as Beiquan opened the door, he saw Zhu Ling sitting on the sofa, and next to him was a child with a very nervous expression.
The two of them turned around and saw that they were waiting for them.
- Sure enough, what should come is still coming.
Beiquan said to himself.
"Something happened just now."
He smiled at Zhu Ling and said in a relaxed and casual tone:
"We caught the ghost and brought Xiaowei back."
Zhu Ling: "..."
She didn't speak, just held her arms and stared silently at the two people whose fingers were intertwined. A pair of dark eyes seemed to have a dim light, and there was some kind of gloomy emotion hidden in them.
Wei Fuyuan was stared at by Zhu Ling, and he swallowed nervously, feeling like a son-in-law who was rejected by his mother-in-law.
A silent and eerie silence lasted half a minute in the room.
Tian Jiaxing couldn't stand it any longer. Relying on his short stature, he gently pulled the corner of La Zhuling's clothes under the cover of the sofa's backrest.
Zhu Ling finally spoke, but his tone was very cold.
"Beiquan, you know what?"
She said:
"I will report this matter to the secret realm."
Beiquan also put away his relaxed expression and nodded solemnly.
The two exchanged some "conversations" that only the two of them could understand while staring at each other silently.
Finally, Zhu Ling first looked away.
She picked up Tian Raise, who was lying on the back of the sofa, and left without looking back.
Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an, who was purely on the sidelines, breathed a sigh of relief.
"She is... agreeing with us to be together?"
Wei Fuyuan grabbed Beiquan's hand and asked with anticipation.
Beiquan did not smile.
"You come with me."
He turned his head and said to Wei Fuyuan.
Wei Fuyuan: "Where are you going?"
Beiquan replied, "Go to my room."
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
For a young rooster who has just been tormented by lovesickness and has just reunited with his sweetheart, the amount of information in this sentence is very large, and Wei Fuyuan can't control himself and doesn't want to be crooked.
His face turned red with a swish, and his forehead, nose, and earlobes were even more red as if they were about to drip blood.
"Go, go to the room?"
Wei Fuyuan's voice stuttered a little, wondering if this progress was a little too fast? But the second half of the sentence is:
"Yes, should I go take a shower first?"
Beiquan glanced at him lightly.
"You think too much."
His lips curled into an arc, very shallow and cold, looking both mocking and self-mocking:
"When you know my identity, you may have to change your mind, and you won't be able to escape."
The author has something to say: everyone should have guessed that the next case is related to Xiao Jiang XD
But this story is not over yet, don't worry, Beiquan's identity will be revealed!